Chapter 2200 The Last Battle (Fourth Update)

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"What? Alliance leader, you are going to the Red Cross Hospital?"

Shen Tu was slightly startled when he heard that Zhao Wuji was going to the hospital, and hurriedly advised: "The situation outside is unclear, and it will be very dangerous to leave here."

Ximen Shu also nodded: "That's right, the Alliance leader should stay in the palace at this time, and respond to all changes with constancy, so that he can calmly survive the difficulties."

"Sit in the palace."

Zhao Wuji straightened his body with anger on his face:

"If I stay here, the Song family will take advantage of the situation to kill me without Ye Tianlong or the mastermind behind the scenes."

"Although Song Donghua asked to come to Harbin, he flew here from the capital based on the intelligence I reported about Song Sanpao."

"So Song Donghua is equivalent to me calling him here. If something happens to him, his life or death is unpredictable. What will the Song family think if I don't go to see him?"

He pointed his finger outside the door: "The Song family will only think that I am cold-blooded and that I, Zhao Wuji, am not worthy of close friendship."

"Once the Song family determines that I am not a person who can rely on others, ally of the 13th Alliance, then all the anger and blame for Song Donghua's attack will be poured on me. "

"Also, Fei Gou is the backbone of the Thirteen Alliances, and Song Sanpao has disappeared. If I don't take the initiative to explain, how can I deal with it when the Song family calls for punishment later?"

"Just the matter of Song Sanpao alone, I have no way to defend myself."

Zhao Wuji was hot all over: "The Song family can just say that I didn't catch Song Sanpao at all, I just lured and killed Song Donghua on purpose."

"Why kill Song Donghua? If the Song family finds out that I talked with Song Chunqiu on the phone, they will think that I cleared the obstacles for Song Chunqiu to take the position."

He knew that the people under power were sinister: "If I interfere with the internal affairs of the Song family and try to support a puppet, ten of me will be killed by the Song family."

"So instead of being slowly forced into a desperate situation by the Song family, it is better for me to take the initiative to go to the hospital to confess."

Zhao Wuji knew very well that his attitude was crucial at this time. Going to the hospital to visit might not reduce the anger of the Song family, but it would not make them feel disheartened.

Shen Tu and Ximen Shu looked at each other. They both saw each other's helplessness, but they also understood Zhao Wuji's approach. After all, the matter was related to the Thirteen Alliances.

And Song Sanpao was rescued, so it was better to tell him in advance than for the Song family to find out.

"Alliance leader, if you are determined to visit the hospital, we will not stop you."

Shen Tu thought for a while, then looked at Zhao Wuji and said:

"I just hope you can bring more people, preferably 500 people to follow, and at the same time equip each person with a pistol, so that safety can be guaranteed."

He reminded: "Better safe than sorry."

"I am going to the hospital to visit Song Donghua and explain to the Song family at the same time."

Zhao Wuji shook his head: "Bringing 500 people and 500 guns, is it a rebellion or killing people to silence them?"

"This kind of scene will only make the Song family more disgusted, and they will think that I, Zhao Wuji, only care about my own life and death, and will not protect Song Donghua who came to Harbin."

"And the police will also trace the source of the guns when they see so many guns."

Zhao Wuji made a decision: "I will take 30 guards and five guns."

"Song Donghua was attacked, and the whole city was under martial law. The murderer has probably escaped. How could he stay to deal with me?"

"Even if they deal with me, thirty people can hold out for half an hour. Harbin is our territory, and support can be provided in ten minutes. There is no need to worry at all."

He waved to Shen Tu: "Go and prepare."

Shen Tu frowned: "Alliance leader, thirty people are too few, right?"

Ximen Shu also echoed: "Yes, the number is too small, let's dispatch a few death squads to move forward."

Seeing that the two were worried about him, Zhao Wuji nodded helplessly: "Then dispatch another death squad for protection, ninety people, enough."

Shen Tu nodded this time: "Understood, I will arrange it immediately."

At six o'clock in the evening, the snow in Harbin was heavier, blowing on the body with a biting cold, not only making the road white, but also making the vision blurred.

It was also at this time that Zhao Wuji's convoy slowly left the base camp and drove towards the Red Cross Hospital ten kilometers away.

Snowflakes were hitting the car windows, and everything was unclear. With limited vision, the Thirteen Alliances drove very slowly.

This length of time added to the annoyance of the Thirteen Alliances. A fifteen-minute drive would take at least half an hour at this speed.

Especially when the traffic police put up a sign of a traffic accident ahead and diverted them to another fork, the Thirteen Alliances grumbled that it was not a good time to go out.

Zhao Wuji was quietly thinking about what had happened in the past few days, as if no matter how heavy the snowstorm was outside, it could not disturb him.

Ximen Shu and the scarred man sitting next to him did not speak, but just looked at the road ahead quietly, hoping to arrive at the Red Cross Hospital as soon as possible.

"Ximen Shu!"

When the car drove into a street, Zhao Wuji suddenly thought of a key question, his eyes became clear, and he asked Ximen Shu a question:

"You said that the murderer who launched the rocket avoided the tracking of the Song family masters and the helicopter search?"

Zhao Wuji always felt that something was wrong again.

"That's right. According to the information fed back by the Song family, the murderer wore a mask and evacuated immediately after firing a rocket."

Ximen Shu replied: "He is not only very familiar with the terrain, but also very skilled. He managed to avoid the search of the Song family masters and the military and police."

"Until now, there is no trace of him."

Zhao Wuji asked: "So, this person is quite capable?"

Ximen Shu nodded: "It's really good, at least a quasi-eighth-grade skill."

Zhao Wuji asked again: "For the Tower Bear rocket, at a distance of 100 meters, any part of the Rolls-Royce can be hit almost anywhere it is pointed at?"

"Yes, it is a modified rocket with very high accuracy."

Ximen Shu told what he knew: "A distance of 100 meters is a bit far for people, but very close for the rocket."

"It's almost like poking the computer screen in front of you with your finger. You can poke wherever you want, with an error of no more than five centimeters."

Zhao Wuji muttered to himself: "The opponent is a master, and the rocket is so accurate, why did he hit the front of the car instead of the middle of the car body?"

"If you want to kill Song Donghua, you will definitely have no way to survive if you hit the car body."

Ximen Shu smiled and said: "Maybe he was nervous..."

At the end, Ximen Shu stopped talking. The opponent was an expert who ambushed in advance and could avoid the big hunt. How could he be nervous and make mistakes?

His face changed: "Leader, what you mean is that the murderer didn't want to kill Young Master Song, but just wanted to injure him?"

"But what's the point?"

Ximen Shu was puzzled: "The consequences of seriously injuring Young Master Song and killing him are almost the same. The Song family will never let him go."

"For the Song family and the murderer, the results are indeed the same."

Zhao Wuji narrowed his eyes: "But for me, it's very different."

Ximen Shu was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"If Song Donghua is dead, I will definitely not rush to the hospital..."

Zhao Wuji suddenly guessed something, his body shook, sat up straight and roared: "Turn around, go back!"

Arms, Fat Dog, Song Sanpao, Song Chunqiu, Song Donghua, this is a series of traps by the other party, and the ultimate goal is to make him leave the Zhao family palace.

Murderous intent, Zhao Wuji smelled the murderous intent, smelled the breath of death, and he roared again: "Retreat, retreat."

"Swoosh!"

Just when Ximen Shu was slightly stunned, a sharp sound came from the sky.

A three-meter-long iron spear shot over.