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nChapter 852: The Storm of Team Building (3)

nEditor: Dragon Boat Translation

n“Get out of the car!”

n“Supervisor Yu, I was wrong. I was wrong. Please…” The boy was frightened and begged for mercy. He did not know what would be waiting for him after he got out of the car.

nSupervisor Yu grabbed the boy’s head and knocked it hard on the seat a few times. “I told you to get out of the car. If you don’t get out, you’ll die now!” The boy wailed and was about to get up when he was kicked to the ground bv Old Yu.” Roll out!”

nJust like that, under everyone’s horrified gaze, the boy crawled and rolled toward the car door with tears streaming down his face.

nHe passed by a few armed men and was even kicked hard.

nSomeone even spread his legs and let the boy pass under his crotch.

nEveryone was silent. No one dared to speak, no one dared to resist. With a few guns pointed at them, no one dared to be a hero.

nThose in front, get out of the car and stand properly!”

nAs if afraid that too many people would cause problems, Old Yu shouted again.

nUnder the supervision of the armed personnel, everyone in the front row of Zheng Zi Qiu got out of the car and was asked to squat at the side with their hands on their heads.

nThe rest of the people were terrified.

nZhao Yu noticed a boy on the other side of the corridor slip something into his mouth while lowering his head.

nIt was probably another note calling for rebellion. If something like that was discovered, no one could predict the consequences.

n“Ah—!”

n“No—!”

nHalf of the people had gotten off the bus, and several girls’ screams echoed, accompanied by the sounds of beatings and lewd laughter.

nBut at that moment, the people on the bus had no mind to care about these things, especially Zhao Yu. The note had passed through his hands, and soon, Old Yu would come over.

nSure enough, after dealing with the boy in the row behind Zheng Zi Qiu, Lao Yu hadn’t let the others off. He moved back another row.

n“Did you write the note?”

n“It wasn’t me, it was passed from behind…”

nThe girl was terrified, shouting loudly.

nAt this point, the boy in front of Zhao Yu also shouted, “It wasn’t me either! It was Zhao Yu who gave it to me…”

nBy now, no one had the courage or unity to resist together anymore; each was trying to save themselves.

nOld Yu’s gaze immediately locked onto Zhao Yu.

nZhao Yu opened his mouth, wanting to say the note came from behind.

nBut he couldn’t bring himself to speak.

nHe thought he could easily betray his companions, but a voice inside stopped him.

nZhao Yu, was it you who wrote the note?!”

nOld Yu was furious. Seeing Zhao Yu silent, he assumed it was him, and immediately let the other two go, heading straight for Zhao Yu.

nWhat to do?!

nZhao Yu’s eyes flickered with a trace of fear, but he noticed Old Yu’s gun wasn’t pointed at him. Instead, his fists were clenched, as if he wanted to beat him up. A good opportunity to seize the gun…

nZhao Yu’s heart trembled.

nHis mind raced, and his teeth chattered slightly.

nHe understood this was a critical choice.

nIf he acted and failed, he would likely die.

nBut if he succeeded, survival was still uncertain, given the armed thugs in the

nfront didn’t seem like they could be easily threatened.

nZhao Yu’s reaction didn’t surprise Old Yu. He had seen many ordinary people like this, clearly scared out of their wits, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. “Bang—!”

nOld Yu raised his hand, using the butt of his gun to strike Zhao Yu’s head.

nScrew it!

nAt the critical moment, Zhao Yu’s heart hardened. Summoning courage from

nan unknown source, he suddenly raised his hands.

nAs if by instinct, his head tilted slightly, just avoiding the gun barrel and the strike. His left hand grabbed Old Yu’s gun-wielding wrist, squeezing hard, while his right hand seized the gun.

nImmediately, before Old Yu could react, Zhao Yu sprang up using his shoulder slamming Old Yu.

n“Bang-!”

nAs Old Yu staggered back in pain, Zhao Yu’s left hand pulled hard, capturing

nOld Yu’s neck, while his right hand’s gun pressed against his head.

nThe senes of actions was so fluid it seemed rehearsed a thousand times.

n“Listen Up—!”

nWhen the armed men in the front noticed and started shouting, Zhao Yu had already ducked behind Lao Yu.

nThe whole bus watched in shock.

nEveryone was stunned, not expecting Zhao Yu to be so good in action, like a scene from a movie, instantly seizing the gun and turning the situation around.

nEven Zhao Yu himself was in a daze.

nCan I really do this?!

nThis set of moves might have been seen in movies, but he had never practiced them in real life.

nYet now, it was as if he used them by instinct.

nAm I a combat genius?!

nZhao Yu almost forgot the situation, feeling a bit pleased with himself.

n“!(®#$%a&*(—!■•

n“Click—!”

nThe sound of guns being cocked.

n“Damn…”

nOld Yu finally realized, feeling the strong arm around his neck making it hard to breathe, but the cold gun barrel against his temple quickly woke him up. “Don’t shoot! I’ll negotiate with them…”

nOld Yu first calmed Zhao Yu, then began speaking rapidly to the Canaanite thugs in front.

nAfter a while, the thugs calmed down, though their guns still pointed at the two.

n“Zhao Yu… I didn’t expect you to be so agile….”

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