No Time to Explain, Get in the Car!

"China people, it's time to leave."

The door was pushed open roughly.

The France, Adrian, looked at the China man lying on the bed and spoke in a very impolite tone.

This is the norm.

Little Bob's initial politeness towards Kang Jinzhu was merely a pretense; his later respect stemmed from being moved by Kang Jinzhu's wisdom and love for her family.

As human beings, many emotions in this world are ultimately interconnected.

However, understanding and acceptance require time and a process.

However, the most crucial problem is that the noble and proud White Lords are unwilling to look at the world outside themselves, disdain to understand it, and are completely too lazy to waste time.

To Adrian, this China man was nothing more than a prisoner, and a chink at that. What did that mean to a mercenary who had tasted blood and was used to killing and death?

They're no different from the black people in this country; they're just temporarily useful.

He yelled at Kang Jinzhu, "Get up! I'll give you five seconds!"

Kang Jinzhu slowly sat up, glanced at the sky, and said, "You seem to be in a hurry. That's strange. Your boss didn't seem that anxious last night. Did something happen?"

Shut up, you yellow-skinned monkey!

He grabbed Kang Jinzhu by the collar and roughly shoved him toward the door. "Before I kick your ass, you'd better walk out of here with some dignity, and don't try anything funny!"

Okay, don't get agitated.

Kang Jinzhu staggered a few steps, then walked to the desk and said, "Let me take my letter."

I said, you need to come with me right now!

A mocking and cruel glint flashed in the white man's eyes.

People who have killed and seen blood will inevitably have some mental issues. The military can alleviate these issues through discipline, faith, and psychological counseling, but mercenaries don't have these resources. Sending this China man to retrieve the letter was a trivial matter, so why should he be allowed to do it?

He grabbed the other man's hair and flung him toward the door. "Come with me right now!"

Kang Jinzhu scrambled to his feet, angrily shouting, "You can't do this! Your leader promised me!"

"Don't talk to me like that, chink!" Adrian glanced at the few pages of paper on the desk, then revealed a cruel smile. "How about we play a game? I've heard that you China have a custom of kowtowing. You kneel down and kowtow a few times, and I'll give you the letter. Otherwise, I'll tear them up right in front of you."

As he spoke, he walked toward the desk.

Kang Jinzhu took a deep breath, turned and rushed out the door, shouting, "Bob! Where are you! Come out..."

Before he could finish speaking, Adrian, who had caught up with him, grabbed his shoulder, forcefully turned Kang Jinzhu around, and punched him in the face, sending him crashing into the wall.

Kang Jinzhu cried out in pain and collapsed weakly to the ground.

The France clenched his fist and grinned maliciously, "I don't know if the chief promised you that, but my chief told me that if you don't cooperate, I can knock you out. Unfortunately, I don't have much experience with knocking someone out, so I might have to throw a few more punches. So, grit your teeth and don't cry..."

He walked toward Kang Jinzhu, who was leaning against the wall, his eyes filled with an increasingly intense cruel pleasure.

The next moment, he heard a loud bang.

The entire building was shaking.

One second, he heard a loud bang from downstairs, and the next moment, the floorboards not far from his feet exploded. Out of the corner of his eye, he only saw mud, planks, and debris flying everywhere. Then, Adrian felt his shoulder being clamped by iron clamps, and a sharp pain followed. He clearly heard the crisp sound of his shoulder bones cracking, as if they were being crushed.

An indescribable, terrifying force propelled him and slammed him against the wall.

It was as swift and powerful as the shockwave from a 155mm howitzer exploding right next to him.

With a deafening roar, the France's body was slammed against the wall, causing it to collapse and crack like a spider web. Kang De, his eyes bloodshot, flashed in front of Adrian in an instant.

He sneaked into the palace and was slowly searching when he faintly heard his father's voice from the top of the stairs.

Although he was speaking French, he had been listening to the intonation and tone of his voice for twenty years and would never mistake it.

Then came the dull thud of a fist hitting flesh, and the father's cry of pain.

The world has almost turned the color of blood.

He jumped, crashed, and Extraction, smashing through two ceilings until he reached the room.

Then I saw my father, who had been beaten into a corner, his cheeks bruised and purple.

And then there was that cruel-looking white man approaching with a clenched fist.

"Hold!"

Kang De reached out and grabbed the France's right hand, twisting and squeezing it violently. The man's solid bones felt like an eggshell in his hand. Finger bones, metacarpal bones, wrist bones... were all crushed and twisted in an instant, kneaded together, and the entire arm twisted and rolled like plastic, blood spurting out.

Adrian was struck so hard he coughed up blood, dazed and confused. The excruciating pain made him scream, but before he could utter a single syllable, Kang De's right hand pushed upwards, violently lifting the France's jaw. With a snap, his tongue was severed by his teeth. Kang De's eyes widened, and he clenched his left fist, striking the lower jaw squarely. All the teeth shattered, and the mouth shrank inwards, the scream being swallowed back up.

He grabbed Adrian's hair and scalp with his right hand and ripped them off forcefully.

A tooth-grinding sound rang out, like stepping into swamp, blood gushing out, and the France let out a groaning scream as half of his scalp was torn off.

If you keep applying force, your scalp will be torn off, and your entire face will be torn off as well.

Two crises loomed, they rushed through the night, their lives filled with carnage, for his father had been kidnapped by a group of mercenaries. Heaven knew how he would be treated, and heaven knew if he would even make it in time.

He hadn't rested at all these past few days, his mind filled with thoughts of how to kill the elves and how to save his father. Day and night, he was consumed by longing. Now that he had finally seen his father, only to find him being beaten by this bastard, even tearing that white pig's entire family to pieces wouldn't be enough to quell his hatred.

He was filled with rage and his killing intent was boiling. The boundless savagery and ferocity he had accumulated in Africa and the other world were about to burst forth. He could tear this white man to pieces in just ten seconds.

" --Kang De!"

Shouts filled with shock and disbelief rang out from behind.

The world instantly returned to its clear state.

The murderous intent in Kang De's eyes froze for a moment, then he forcibly suppressed it. With his back to his father, he released his grip, slammed the France on the wall to the ground, and the dripping blood on his hands quietly disappeared.

Then, turning around, the father slowly stood up, leaning against the wall, his face filled with utter astonishment. "You... I..."

He seemed unable to tell whether this was reality or a dream.

Kang De strode forward and hugged his father tightly.

Aside from the hugs he received when he was a child, he seems to have never hugged his father again.

"It's me, not a dream. I've come to rescue you."

Loud shouts and questions came from the corridor and below. Kang De had just smashed through two floors of ceiling and rushed up, which would wake up even a sleeping person.

He said, "It's alright... we have to go."

Gunshots could be faintly heard again.

Gunshots suddenly rang out from somewhere in the northwest corner, lasting only a brief moment. Then, the entire main hall of the palace fell silent for a moment, and then the whole world began to erupt in chaos.

The alarm blared sharply three seconds later, and the shouts in the hallway grew three times louder. Compared to the sound of the ceiling being smashed, the sound of gunfire was more familiar and more likely to startle people.

Kang Jinzhu shouted, "How did you get here! What are you doing here?"

Both father and son share a habit of remaining calm in the face of major events.

But now, the son has surpassed his father. The son he has been longing for has appeared before him, and in such a dangerous foreign land. Even Kang Jinzhu cannot remain calm. He is no longer as composed and at ease as he was when he was chatting with Little Bob.

Kang De looked at his father, his gaze calm and deep. "Is this the time to talk about this?"

Kang Jinzhu's eyes widened in shock.

No one knows a son better than his father; he saw something in his son's eyes and expression.

In an instant, he felt that the distance between him and his son had suddenly become very far.

But regardless, this is his son.

And they came for him.

"Then let's leave here first!"

Kang Jinzhu quickly ran to Adrian's side, took out his sidearm, and checked the magazine with a swift and decisive movement. "I'll provide cover..."

Looking back, he saw that his son now held a GM6 Lynx rifle, switched from carry mode to combat stance, the massive 14.5mm barrel gleaming with a cold light in the sunlight.

"..." Kang Jinzhu asked, bewildered, "Where did this come from...?"

The son said to his father, "We'll talk about it later. Stay close to me and don't run around."

Gunfire erupted again from the southwest.

Kang Jinzhu took a few deep breaths and decided to temporarily ignore his son's arrival and the series of strange events that followed. Since things had already happened, it was better not to get to the point.

He asked in a deep voice, "Are those friendly forces?"

Kang De shook his head and said, "I don't know, I don't recognize them, but it's perfect, we can take this opportunity to leave."

Kang Jinzhu asked, "I observed this place when I arrived. The security here is extremely tight, and there are a lot of people patrolling. The entire city is filled with their men. You...?"

Kang De looked out the window and then said, "Cover your ears."

"What?"

"The gunshot was a bit loud."

Kang De kicked the window open and then raised his sniper rifle.

Kang Jinzhu immediately covered his ears. Bang bang bang bang bang, five shots rang out in quick succession, smoke billowed, and the heads of five mercenaries on guard, patrol, and even on alert exploded.

With the roar of engines and the sound of explosions, a Humvee burst through the palace gates with lightning speed, performing a series of stunning drifts before hurtling towards the buildings below.

Kang De, gripping his rifle in one hand and carrying his father on his back in the other, leaped from the fourth floor to the low two-story building opposite. Then, with a powerful leap, he bounded over a wall and landed steadily. Horus swung its tail and stopped in front of the two of them.

The car doors opened automatically.

Kang Jinzhu shouted, "Where's the driver?"

"No time to explain, get in the car!"

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PS1: Second update, 3000 words!

PS2: Tomorrow is my favorite part – the city chase and free-for-all!

PS3: 7,000 words updated today, vote for me! More tomorrow!