Urban Super Soldier King-Chapter 540: The Gunshot Rang Out but Nobody Died

Xiang Yu’s behavior had completely conquered Zhong Huashan’s heart. Before, he had suspected Xiang Yu, thinking that Xiang Yu only wanted to use Zhong Qin to form a relationship with him, or that Xiang Yu was an undercover agent sent by someone else.

He wanted to clearly see Xiang Yu’s true colors and then identify who was pulling the strings behind him. In that way, he could counter the enemy’s plans and eliminate them.

Of course, Xiang Yu had to die. As long as he assigned him a mission and then secretly killed him during it, not only would the enemy be unaware, but they would also expose themselves.

Just like Ding Yongwei who had sent people to infiltrate Zhong Huashan’s side, thinking he could control his movements, he didn’t realize that he had already been used by Zhong Huashan. Not only did he expose himself, but he also lost his brothers.

But now, Xiang Yu’s actions had completely shattered the expectations in Zhong Huashan’s heart. He would rather die for himself; do such people really exist in society today?

"Do you really want to die?" Ding Yongwei sneered and then flicked off the safety of his gun.

In fact, Xiang Yu was also uncertain, but he firmly believed that Zhong Huashan must have a backup plan and wouldn’t let himself die so easily. Xiang Yu was gambling, gambling on his understanding of Zhong Huashan.

In life, you often gamble; if you win, all is well, but if you lose, it’s game over.

Xiang Yu stood there with a resolute look in his eyes, showing no sign of backing down.

"Xiang Yu, I’ll die with you," called Zhong Qin at that moment, then ran over to stand in front of Xiang Yu.

The two most important men in her life were facing a life-and-death moment; how could she seek to save her own life?

"You, go stand over there," Zhong Huashan forcefully pulled Zhong Qin away. It was a critical moment, and regardless of the outcome, he did not want Zhong Qin to get hurt.

"Dad, if we’re to die, let’s die together, I’m not afraid," Zhong Qin bravely said.

"How touching, today I’ll grant your wish and let you be reunited as a family," Ding Yongwei said, his eyes turning cold as he moved the gun from Xiang Yu’s head to Zhong Huashan’s.

He wanted to kill Zhong Huashan first. As for Xiang Yu, he wanted to savor that. Xiang Yu had killed his cousin and his most capable henchman; this score wasn’t something that a single bullet could settle.

"Have you thought it through? Once the gunshot sounds, you’ll never have another chance," Zhong Huashan said, his eyes sharply fixed on Ding Yongwei.

Ding Yongwei laughed loudly, "I don’t want the chance you’re giving me," and then he pulled the trigger.

At that critical moment, Xiang Yu suddenly turned and forcefully pushed Zhong Huashan. He still had many things to ask Zhong Huashan; he couldn’t let him die just yet.

At the same time, his hand rested on his dagger, ready to take out Ding Yongwei.

He had thought Zhong Huashan would have a backup plan, but if he was just going to be shot like that, it certainly wasn’t the plan.

Because time was of the essence, Xiang Yu pushed with all his might, sending Zhong Huashan flying two meters away beyond the couch. Old arms and legs were not meant for such rough treatment, and a cracking sound could be heard from his body, followed by a cry of pain.

Zhong Qin stood there, screaming in terror, thinking if her father got shot, would it be like what just happened to Pan Wenjie?

Zhong Qin, trembling with fear, closed her eyes and dared not open them.

However, the expected bloody scene did not occur, and the crowd realized that Ding Yongwei had pulled the trigger, but the gun did not fire.

Xiang Yu’s dagger was already half drawn, but when he realized the gun hadn’t fired, he put the dagger back. He really thought it was all over just now.

Even he began doubting his judgment. Could Zhong Huashan be so simple? Merely fast-talking, in actuality a useless individual.

It was only when the gun didn’t go off that he understood something and his worries were completely assuaged. He was certain that the gun in Ding Yongwei’s hand must have been tampered with.

As Zhong Huashan lay on the ground and groaned, he slowly sat up and then pointed at Xiang Yu, saying, "You hit me too damn hard."

But Zhong Huashan was smiling as he spoke, as if Xiang Yu had merely pushed him and caused him to fall, and he seemed to be quite pleased about it.

When Ding Yongwei saw that the gun had jammed, he quickly reloaded it and then aimed once again at Zhong Huashan.

"You slipped by one disaster just now, now I’ll send you on your way," Ding Yongwei snarled and, without any hesitation, pulled the trigger again.

Yet, the gun jammed once more, and at this moment, Ding Yongwei had no time to curse the manufacturer; he only wanted to finish off Zhong Huashan quickly. But after several attempts, the gun still didn’t fire.

Ding Yongwei was getting anxious. Could it be that heaven was protecting Zhong Huashan? Ding Yongwei simply threw the gun aside and then extended his hand and shouted, "Give me another one."

Now, confusion reigned in Ding Yongwei’s heart. Everything had been in his control, but for some reason, his heart kept pounding erratically.

And seeing Zhong Huashan’s calm demeanor, as well as the look of finding a treasure while looking at Xiang Yu, only infuriated him more. He wanted to kill him and then take his daughter, to rectify the grievances he’d harbored for so many years.

However, after he finished speaking, it was dead silent all around; no one made a sound, even the breathing was cautious.

Xiang Yu, at this moment, walked up to Zhong Qin and patted her head, indicating to her that everything was now fine. Zhong Qin trembled all over and then opened her eyes, and as soon as she saw it was Xiang Yu, she threw herself into his arms and began to sob.

The feeling of facing death was truly terrifying. The moment Ding Yongwei pulled the trigger, there was a ’boom’ in Zhong Qin’s head, and everything went blank.

She couldn’t hear anything from outside anymore; the only belief in her heart was that she was going to die with her father.

"Are we dead now?" Zhong Qin asked softly in Xiang Yu’s arms.

If they were already dead, and Xiang Yu was still by her side, that would be wonderful. She wouldn’t be as lonely as she had been as a child.

"We are all right; your dad’s fine too. I’ve said it, with me here, no one can harm you," Xiang Yu said, stroking Zhong Qin’s hair.

Zhong Qin felt more like a sister to Xiang Yu, stirring in him a desire to protect her.

Only after hearing that her father was not dead did Zhong Qin open her eyes and turn back to look. She saw Zhong Huashan sitting on the ground with a pained expression on his face.

"Who said I’m alright," Zhong Huashan said grumpily, "Help me up, quick."

After Zhong Huashan finished speaking, two people suddenly came over from the side and carefully helped him up to sit on the sofa.

If it had been before, it would have been natural for people to heed him blindly, but now Zhong Huashan was a prisoner. Just the fact that he could command two people to assist him was very abnormal.

"What are you doing? I told you to bring me another gun; are you all deaf?" Ding Yongwei started to bellow.

Now, there was a stark contrast. Zhong Huashan could move two people with a single command, while Ding Yongwei’s loud demands were ignored by everyone.

And all the people nearby were Ding Yongwei’s brothers, which in itself flew in the face of logic...