Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

When the middle-aged man reacted, he saw a dark gun muzzle pointed at his forehead.

The promising young man who was being favored and prepared to be recruited was holding the gun pointed at his forehead with his finger on the trigger.

In her left hand, she was holding a child steadily, not crying or making any noise.

"You lied to me!!!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man was like a girl who had been deceived, shouting with great emotion and disbelief.

The way he looked at Karasuma Soshin was like he was looking at a complete scumbag.

But Karasuma Soshin was not deceived by the middle-aged man's true feelings.

"Take your hands away from your pockets."

The middle-aged man, who didn't expect that Karasuma Soshin would see him doing something, no longer thought that Karasuma Soshin was a good seedling to be cultivated.

Looking at him was like looking at an enemy that one wanted to kill.

With such sharp eyes, is this guy an eagle?

When people are under the gun, they have to bow their heads.

No matter how reluctant the middle-aged man was, he still moved his hands away from his pockets, cursing in his heart.

My mind kept thinking about what to do next.

It was impossible to surrender without a fight. The middle-aged man had no doubt that he would die there as soon as he was taken to the police station.

If the equipment team got wind of any news, that bunch of mad dogs would definitely smell the scent and come over to send him to hell.

The reasons are all ready.

Listening to the sirens getting closer and closer, the middle-aged man couldn't help but become anxious, and this emotion showed on his face.

He knew very well that this was the base camp of the equipment team. If anything happened, his boss Rum would not be able to rescue him in time.

Afterwards, he hated Karasuma Soshin in front of him even more.

Capsizing in a ditch is not enough to describe the middle-aged man's anger and frustration at the moment.

But he still had to try his best to put on a smile.

"Let's talk it over, aren't you going to get off the bus with the child?

Our top priority now is to get rid of the police following us, otherwise we will both be finished."

When Karasuma Soshin heard this, he knew what the middle-aged man was planning, but he didn't refute it directly.

Instead, he raised his eyebrows, with a look of alienation and contempt at the corners of his eyes, like a scumbag who would flee for his own safety when faced with disaster.

"Who are you and I? The police are here. You, the kidnapper, will end up in jail. I am just an innocent person."

Seeing that Karasuma Soshin ignored his polite words, he made a gesture as if to draw a clear line between them.

The middle-aged man's face darkened, and the smile he had just forced out disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Hearing the sound, he shook the phone in his other hand.

He began to threaten without hesitation:

"I still have the video of you agreeing to be a partner saved in my phone. If you want, just do as I say and we can discuss the rest.

Otherwise, when the police catch up, this will be the evidence.

And there is your lover's legal husband. When the police question everyone in the car and file a case, you won't be able to hide what you want to hide.

Your lover did not lie to you, her husband is indeed a ruthless and cruel person.

If he knew you had been having an affair with his wife and had a daughter, you would be a block of cement in the Thames tonight."

The middle-aged man just thought that Karasuma Soshin had concealed his skills and suddenly attacked him in order to threaten him with a gun to force the driver to open the door and take the child away before the police arrived.

I still firmly believe that Karasuma Soshin and the young woman are lovers.

Not only the middle-aged man, but even the passengers on the bus including the bus driver thought so.

Seeing that Karasuma Soshin fell silent again, even the raised guns showed a tendency to be put down, and everyone else in the car became nervous.

They were afraid that Karasuma Soshin would agree, and then they would be the ones in trouble.

The sirens sounded behind the bus like a death threat, but the bus driver did not dare to stop and kept driving forward.

The situation is unclear at the moment and the bus driver dares not act rashly.

Otherwise, it’s hard to say what will happen to the others, but he knows that as the driver, he will not be able to escape.

Therefore, even though the police horns behind them were blaring, the speed of the bus did not slow down at all. In fact, it sped up a lot as the police car got closer.

He was just about to put his foot in the gas tank.

The middle-aged man saw a thoughtful look on Karasuma Soshin's face, and turned to look at the young man who was standing with Flora and had not put down his gun yet.

Anger flashed across his face, but he managed to suppress it.

He was afraid of the gun in Karasuma Soshin's hand because he saw the cold nature that Karasuma Soshin showed him, a person who could easily say he would kill a whole car of people.

For this kind of people, turning against one's will is just a routine operation.

Therefore, the middle-aged man adopted a method of persuasion and threat.

I always think things over carefully before I speak.

Even though he looks so tough when threatening, he is actually a little bit weak inside.

But if it were a teenager, he would not have this attitude.

Not to mention that the boy was holding a gun, even if the boy was holding a rocket launcher, he would not be afraid at all.

He didn't think much of the young man, except for one thing.

That is the obsession and tenacity of revenge.

He was absolutely sure that the boy would compromise because of this.

After all, if he fell into the hands of the police, the revenge the boy had been longing for would be shattered.

Sure enough, the boy slowly lowered the gun amid the middle-aged man's angry curses.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man walked forward without any fear.

He kicked the young man hard.

The boy was kicked directly onto the armrest of the car seat behind him with full force.

The severe pain made the boy unable to hold the gun in his hand, and the gun fell straight to the ground under the influence of gravity.

Flora, who had tried to persuade him for a long time without success, raised the dagger she had taken from Karasuma Soshin.

But it couldn't stop the middle-aged man from moving forward.

I saw the middle-aged man bending down to pick up the gun on the ground.

The young woman lying on the ground suddenly felt a surge of strength.

After struggling for a long time without success, she quickly crawled to the place where the gun fell.

He picked up the gun on the ground before the middle-aged man could.

The pitch-black muzzle of the gun was pointed at the middle-aged man again.

The middle-aged man who had never taken young women seriously suffered the pain of misjudgment for the second time in just five minutes.

It is said that people will not fall into the same trap twice in a row.

But sometimes, there are pitfalls at every step.

The middle-aged man feels that this is the situation he is in now.

Seeing the young woman shaking noticeably as she held the gun, the middle-aged man became much more cautious than when facing Karasuma Soshin.

He has experience with this kind of thing.

People who are brave and understand guns will independently judge the timing of shooting, and will not shoot casually even if they have a gun in their hands.

But those who are timid or don’t understand guns, but have guns in their hands, are much more dangerous.

Maybe a wrong sentence or tone of voice will cause the other person to subconsciously pull the trigger.

The middle-aged man didn't intend to risk his life here, so he became more cautious.

Not only did he smile again, but his tone also became a little gentler.

It's really a bit distracting to see that ferocious face making such an expression.

The bus driver had been observing the situation in the car through the rearview mirror. Seeing the situation turn around again and again, his foot on the accelerator unconsciously lifted a lot.

Seeing this, the police car chasing behind quickly accelerated.

The fast-running police car took advantage of this opportunity and drove side by side with the bus.

The next second, a horn popped out of the car window.

Not only was there a life-threatening alarm, but now even the horn sounded right next to my ears.

The middle-aged man could no longer conceal his impatience, which he had been trying hard to suppress.

The young woman, who had heard a lot of good and bad things, was not shaken at all.

His hands were shaking badly, but that didn't stop him from keeping the gun pointed at the middle-aged man.

What she worries about most is her daughter, but as long as it is for her daughter's safety, she is willing to do anything.

Flora, who was watching the development of the situation, turned her gaze, took small steps back behind the young man, raised her hand and pointed the dagger in her hand at his neck.

Whispered threats:

"You little fence-sitter, you just stay still and don't make any other moves, or my dagger will draw blood."

The boy who was called a fence-sitter pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

He saw the code word the middle-aged man gave him, which meant for him to attack from behind and take the gun from the young woman's hand.

But he didn't want to do that.

In other words, he never wanted to kill people or learn those killing techniques.

Every time he admitted his mistakes after being beaten or punished, they were just polite words.

He never really accepted it in his heart.

Revenge for his father and sister is not only the only belief that he has been holding on to until today, but also a huge mountain weighing on his heart.

The pressure was so severe that he couldn't breathe.

After being held hostage by Flora, he finally got a chance to breathe.

What followed was a feeling of guilt.

He is really not a qualified son and brother.

The middle-aged man's fingers were about to leave afterimages, but the young man still didn't move.

It was as if he was really controlled by Flora's dagger.

There were only two guns, one in the hands of the young woman. The middle-aged man said all kinds of good and bad things to her, but the young woman still did not put down the gun.

The middle-aged man was so angry that he kept cursing in his heart.

Including Karasuma Soshin.

Karasuma Soshin, who was holding another gun, was leaning against the window glass next to the rear door while holding the little sweet boy.

She was neither angry at the middle-aged man's little trick, nor did her expression change because of the confrontation between the young woman and the middle-aged man.

It was so cold and indifferent that it felt like watching a wonderful play.

After clearly realizing that he couldn't get away with the young woman, the middle-aged man cursed Karasuma Soshin and the young woman for being no good.

No wonder they were able to hook up together.

At the same time, I focused my thinking on how to evacuate.

At this moment, the bus driver suddenly stepped on the brakes.

The passengers who had rolled forward before still didn't learn their lesson, and under the inertia of the brakes, they rolled backwards again.

The defenseless middle-aged man and young woman did not roll on the ground under the influence of this force, but their posture and position changed.