Chapter 85 The Ambush

On the way to the administrative building, Huo Jun crossed his legs and sat in the back seat. After considering for a long time, he took out his phone and dialed a friend's number.

"Hello?" The other party's voice rang out.

"Brother, where are you?" Huo Jun asked.

"I'm in Hua Fu." The other side replied, "What's up?"

Huo Jun lit a cigarette and then said, "It's still the matter I mentioned to you last time. We can move on it."

The other side was silent for a moment, then asked, "Your side has made a decision?"

Huo Jun nodded. "Yes, the situation here has begun to change. Do me a favor. I want to give my dad a gift."

The other side pressed, "How do you want to send it?"

"Like this, you arrange for someone to go into the prison and kill that old man from the Wang family." Huo Jun lowered the car window and flicked the ash, his voice hoarse as he said, "Make it brutal. I want Wang Xiao to have a mental breakdown before the war even starts."

"Okay, no problem." The other side agreed immediately.

"Call me when it's done." The two ended the call. Huo Jun smoked his cigarette, sitting in the spacious car, turning his head to look at the scenery outside the window.

…

At the same time, Huang Peishan's motorcade had arrived at the entrance of the administrative building. He got out of the car with more than twenty security personnel.

Old Huang didn't know why, but his eyelids were twitching violently. He took out his phone and called Huo Jun.

"Hello?" Huo Jun answered the phone, "What's wrong, Uncle Huang?"

"Xiao Jun, where are you?" Huang Peishan asked.

"I'll be there in a few minutes, almost there." Huo Jun replied, "I can already see the administrative building."

"Alright, I'll wait for you at the gate of the administrative building, and we'll go in together." Huang Peishan breathed a sigh of relief. He hung up the phone, stood on the side of the road, and lit a cigarette.

…

"Whoosh!"

Just as the phone call ended, Huo Jun looked up and heard an extremely piercing sound of rushing air.

"Fuck!"

The driver exclaimed, watching helplessly as an RPG, trailing white smoke, shot straight towards them.

"Boom!"

The explosion sounded, and a burst of orange flames soared into the sky.

The speeding car was blown sideways by the shell, spinning twice in the air before slamming onto the ground with a loud bang. The car body scraped along the road, sending up a dazzling shower of sparks.

Because it was an armored car, it wasn't completely destroyed, and the windows only cracked. But at this moment, Huo Jun was upside down, covered in blood, his ears ringing incessantly. The sudden attack had completely stunned him.

At the same time, twenty or thirty masked gunmen rushed out from the street corner, each holding a loaded automatic rifle, firing wildly at Huo Jun's motorcade!

"Da da da!"

The bullets rained down, leaving rows of bullet holes in the cars. The windows were shattered, and the security personnel in the other ordinary vehicles didn't even have time to react before they were shot dead.

Blood flowed out from the car doors, running in the gunpowder-filled street.

The pedestrians on the street were thrown into chaos, screaming and scattering in all directions.

The surrounding vehicles braked hard, skidding sideways to block the road.

At the same time, Huang Peishan, in front of the city hall, heard the explosions and gunfire in the distance. He looked up sharply, his expression tense, and shouted, "Drive the car over here, see what's going on!"

…

Huo Jun regained some consciousness. Taking advantage of the chaos, he kicked open the slightly deformed car door and kept shouting, "Get the guns, get out with the guns!"

Just then, from the side, a man with a scarred, pockmarked face, wearing loose sportswear and a baseball cap, walked steadily towards the armored car.

The man held a Remington shotgun, aiming at Huo Jun.

"Swish!"

Huo Jun crawled out of the car, blood streaming from his forehead. As soon as he turned his head, he saw the scarred man reaching for a gun.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and Huo Jun's foot was instantly shattered. He screamed and fell to the ground.

Huo Jun writhed in pain, his left hand clutching at his foot, where bone and flesh had been blasted away, his expression twisted.

"Da da da!"

The surrounding gunmen sprayed Huo Jun's legs with bullets, a dense rain tearing through his flesh, exploding in puffs of blood.

Huo Jun's legs were directly torn apart, shattered! The remaining security personnel were also wiped out in one round.

"Tap tap!"

Heavy footsteps echoed. The man holding the Remington walked over and stood beside Huo Jun.

The light illuminated the man's face. It was none other than Qiu-ge, who had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Qiu-ge threw the Remington to a companion, then quickly walked to Huo Jun's side, bent down, grabbed Huo Jun's hair, and gently patted his cheek, asking, "Do you recognize me?"

Huo Jun looked at Qiu-ge with a painful expression, his eyes filled with unfamiliarity.

"Heh!"

Qiu-ge smiled, then said, "You don't know me, but your dad does. My name is Ye Qiu. I was the one who snatched Wu Boxin back. Your dad is at least half responsible for this scar on my face!"

Huo Jun swallowed. "I don't know…you…"

"Shh!" Qiu-ge made a gesture of silence, pointed at Huo Jun's cheek, and said, word by word, "I'm a very fair person. I not only reason with people, but I'm also very traditional. So, I want to tell you a saying: debts are repaid by the son!! From today onwards, the An family will collect debts from your family!!"

With that, Qiu-ge grabbed Huo Jun's hair and dragged him up from the ground. Huo Jun screamed in agony.

Two masked companions stepped forward and helped Qiu-ge prop Huo Jun up. Then, they brought over a modified rocket, using hooks and ropes to tie Huo Jun's upper body to the missile.

The missile was about half a meter long. Huo Jun slumped on the ground, his back against the missile, the warhead almost level with his head.

Seeing the remote detonator in Qiu-ge's hand, Huo Jun realized what the other side wanted to do. He roared madly, "It has nothing to do with me!! I didn't know about your plan… I'm just an innocent bystander…!"

"Innocent my ass!! Your dad is rebelling, and you're acting more active than anyone else!" The young man under Qiu-ge kicked Huo Jun in the face.

Huo Jun was terrified, convulsing all over, his crotch already wet.

Qiu-ge frowned and shouted, "Help him up!"

Two companions stepped forward and lifted Huo Jun up.

Qiu-ge glanced at him, then immediately waved his hand and shouted, "Let's go, quick!"

Dozens of people scattered in all directions, quickly fleeing along the congested streets!

Qiu-ge pointed at Huo Jun, who was slumped on the ground, and said, word by word, "What retribution?! It's the pain I experienced, and I want your dad to experience it firsthand!!!"

With that, Qiu-ge turned sharply, reached out and pressed the electronic remote control, and threw it into the trash can!

About two seconds later, the electronically modified fuse on the warhead began to burn, the base emitting white smoke!

"No… don't…!"

Huo Jun screamed, his voice breaking.

"Whoosh!!!"

The warhead, carrying Huo Jun, shot up from the ground, rising diagonally to the height of two floors!

"Bang, boom!!"

The explosion sounded, and the windows of the surrounding buildings were shattered, body parts raining down like raindrops!

Qiu-ge bent down and got on a motorcycle, turning back to roar towards the administrative building, "Go back and tell Huo Dongsheng!! His son was killed by the guy who cursed him at the dinner table last time!! I'm not leaving these next few days. I'm staying in Saint Paul City. Let's play!"