Urban Super Soldier King-Chapter 659: Zhang Dongxu’s Great Escape from Death

Chapter 659: Chapter 659: Zhang Dongxu’s Great Escape from Death

"If you take one more step, I’ll really kill him," Wang Yingying, with bloodshot eyes, said frantically.

Yet Xiang Yu, as if he hadn’t heard her, kept walking forward slowly. Betraying his brothers was what he hated most in life, because he held brotherhood in high regard.

When He Yuntian betrayed them, he didn’t speak of it, but deep down, he was actually very uncomfortable.

Although Wang Yingying was Xiang Yu’s opponent, the fact that she spoke such outrageous words only fueled his anger.

"Xiang Yu, don’t come any closer. If you do, she’ll really kill me. Brother, I’m begging you, please spare my life for the sake of owing you two lives," Zhang Dongxu was terrified.

He had thought that he could leave alive today. Who knew that this lunatic had come up with this act, hanging his life in balance again.

"If you dare, then kill him," Xiang Yu said indifferently as he continued walking forward slowly.

Meanwhile, Wang Yingying kept retreating until she had reached the outside.

"Brother, he’s out of my line of sight," Xiao Xuan said.

Xiang Yu just grunted in response and didn’t say much, then continued to walk forward. Tie Zhuzi did not follow behind; there were still dozens of Evil God’s people in the room, and he had to guard against them causing a riot.

"All of you, squat down in the corner and don’t move," Tie Zhuzi shouted.

The others seemed numb as they watched Wang Yingying walk out, their faces filled with sorrow. They were Wang Yingying’s old subordinates, otherwise, they wouldn’t have followed her here.

Now, the words Wang Yingying said in her desperation to save her own life had completely broken their hearts.

Xiao Xuan did not let his guard down and continued to watch. Suddenly, he noticed some movement in the room. He was already prepared to fire.

Now that only Tie Zhuzi was in charge of the situation, he had to ensure Tie Zhuzi’s safety. At that moment, one of them reached into his chest as if to grab something. frёeωebɳovel.com

Xiao Xuan squinted his eyes, his hand already on the trigger. As the guy pulled it out, Xiao Xuan didn’t hesitate, then he pulled the trigger.

The guy had pulled out a pitch-black object, clearly a handgun.

But Xiao Xuan suddenly realized that something was not quite right. His timely reaction allowed him to move the gun barrel slightly at the moment he pulled the trigger, altering the bullet’s direction.

The bullet whizzed past the guy’s ear as he had just pulled out the gun. Frightened, he nearly wet his pants and quickly raised his hands.

"Don’t shoot, I surrender," the man shouted, then threw the gun forward and turned to squat in the corner.

Apparently, the guy had lost all fighting spirit due to Wang Yingying’s demoralization and chose to surrender by pulling out his handgun.

Seeing this, the others also took out their weapons and threw them in front of Tie Zhuzi.

In the distance, Xiao Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, having nearly killed the guy by mistake.

Tie Zhuzi, seeing the guns scattered on the ground, began to pick them up with a chuckle. These were all good items, usually bought from Zhang Dongxu, and now he could simply collect them for free.

Wang Yingying, still holding Zhang Dongxu hostage, continued to walk down the stairs. She knew that the snipers could no longer see them, so she became bolder.

But Xiang Yu continued to walk towards him unhurriedly.

"Do you really not care about your brother’s life or death?" Wang Yingying suddenly sneered, as if encountering a kindred spirit.

At that moment, the followers of Evil God, seeing their leader cornered like this, grew restless and wanted to riot. The brothers of the Dragon Team immediately took out their guns and pressed them against their heads, which quieted them down a bit.

Meanwhile, the members of the Dragon Team took the opportunity to disarm them.

Xiang Yu looked at Wang Yingying, shook his head, and sneered, "I’m not like you; I value my brothers’ lives more than my own. Moreover, let me tell you something, his name is Zhang Dongxu, and he’s an arms dealer. He came today just to settle accounts with me, hardly counts as my brother."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yingying was dumbfounded; in fact, he had long realized that they were not real brothers, but he had never wanted to believe it.

Zhang Dongxu felt as if his heart turned to ashes upon hearing this. Since Xiang Yu said he wasn’t his brother, it was certain that the other party was ready to kill him just to use him as a scapegoat.

"Xiang Yu, I hate you to death. I’m doomed in this life, since meeting you, I have always been unlucky," Zhang Dongxu said with a pained expression.

Wang Yingying clenched his teeth, feeling that what Zhang Dongxu said mirrored his own situation. Ever since meeting Xiang Yu, he had not had a good day, and ultimately he was doomed by Xiang Yu’s hands.

Wang Yingying began to tremble all over, and finally, he let out a loud cry, hardened his heart, and forcefully tried to kill Zhang Dongxu then and there.

Zhang Dongxu only felt a chill at his neck, and thought to himself that it was over, today he was definitely going to die here, with his last thought being that he had no chance to flirt with girls anymore, all thanks to Xiang Yu.

Just as he closed his eyes, awaiting the arrival of death, he suddenly felt something warm drip onto his face. Then, he lost his balance and fell forward.

Unconsciously lunging forward, he almost crashed into Xiang Yu’s body. Xiang Yu immediately kicked him away.

"Dammit, acting like the Titanic here," Xiang Yu said irritatedly, then continued walking downwards.

Just when Wang Yingying was resolved to kill Zhang Dongxu, Xiang Yu suddenly threw a dagger, which landed directly in the other’s arm.

Wang Yingying was tough, he didn’t even utter a sound, then turned and ran downwards. His speed was worthy of the Olympic Games.

Zhang Dongxu then opened his eyes, touched the blood on his face, and said somewhat dazedly, "Could it be that I’m already dead? Xiang Yu, you bastard, can you see me?"

Xiang Yu didn’t bother with him and continued to walk slowly downwards.

Zhang Dongxu sighed and thought to himself: "It’s over, it seems I am already dead. But wait, who just kicked me..."

Wang Yingying ran downwards frantically, his mind in complete chaos, with only one thought: to flee from here and return after he had grown stronger.

Xiang Yu’s face appeared in front of him, and he wished he could devour Xiang Yu alive.

"Ah..." Wang Yingying screamed like a madman as he ran downwards.

Downstairs, Wang Ze suddenly heard the shouting and was startled, then led his brothers to block the entrance, determined to see who was causing such a ruckus.

As the shouting grew closer, he suddenly noticed a madman with a dagger in his arm rushing down from above. Wang Ze couldn’t consult Xiang Yu in time and charged at the madman.

Since he noticed the dagger in the man’s arm was Xiang Yu’s, he took a closer look as he approached, and his jaw almost dropped in shock — if it wasn’t Wang Yingying, then who could it be...