coobybook Chapter 610 A good dog doesn’t block the road
Chapter 610 A good dog doesn’t block the road
Inside the dark and eerie underground boxing arena in Longan Taikang, there was an oppressive and tense atmosphere.
It's like the calm before the storm, making people feel uneasy for no reason.
When Mu Xiaoji heard that El Robk was coveting what he had, his eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle. Without hesitation or politeness, he threw the briefcase heavily on the coffee table in front of him.
Accompanied by a muffled "bang" sound, in this silent space, it was like thunder coming out of the blue, shocking everyone's hearts.
At this moment, a blind and impulsive younger brother saw the thing so close, and an irrepressible greed flashed in his eyes.
Like a hungry wolf seeing its prey, he strode forward hurriedly and reached out his hand impatiently to grab the briefcase.
Mu Xiaoji's eyes turned cold, and without making a sound, he raised his hand and gave a loud and crisp slap in the face with an extremely fast and covert movement.
This slap was so precise and powerful that the little brother instantly saw stars and flew out, falling to the ground. His cheeks became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This scene made everyone present truly feel the powerful deterrent aura emanating from Mu Xiaoji.
On the other side, Jin Baiwan was fiercely questioning El Robk's humiliation, asking what was the meaning of giving him a pig's head?
Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth with anger. He looked at Elrobuk, his eyes full of doubt and anger:
"Al Robuk, what on earth do you mean by giving me a pig's head?"
Elrobuk said scoundrelly: "It's boring, just a snack to go with the wine."
Jin Baiwan obviously didn't believe it: "It's boring, a snack? It's boring that you invited the prince of the Song family here?"
Although Mu Xiaoji seemed calm on the surface, Jin Baiwan knew in his heart that this person was by no means ordinary. The Song Group behind him was second to none and he must have a deep background.
What made him even more wary was Jiang Chengyu, who once fought five consecutive matches alone, and all the foreign boxing masters died at his hands. His strength should not be underestimated.
This is also the reason why Jin Baiwan was so angry and puzzled about Al Robuk's actions.
Mu Xiaoji seemed quite calm, leaning steadily on the soft leather sofa, his posture lazy yet revealing an invisible majesty.
He crossed his legs leisurely, his hand casually resting on his knee, his slender sword-like fingers gently fiddling with the red wine bottle on the table.
The red wine in the bottle seemed to be given life under his seemingly casual manipulation.
It slowly flowed out and accurately poured into the high-heeled glass in front of Jin Baiwan not far away.
What was even more amazing was that the wine glass filled with red wine, in the astonished eyes of the crowd,
As if pushed by a mysterious force, it moved steadily towards Jin Baiwan until it was within his reach.
This scene made the two big men, Jin Baiwan and Al Robk, open their eyes wide in shock, their jaws almost dislocated, and their faces were full of disbelief.
At this moment, Jiang Shuo keenly realized that the time was ripe. He raised his head slightly, looking at Mu Xiaoji with clear and bright eyes.
She said crisply, "Dad, I really like Xiaoxue. Can I take her home to play with her?"
Mu Xiaoji's eyes instantly showed endless doting. He stretched out his hand and gently touched Jiang Shuo's little head.
He Sheng said: "Of course, baby. Don't forget, Uncle Zhou is still a guest at our house!"
When Xiaoxue heard this, a hint of surprise and anticipation flashed in her eyes, and she asked anxiously, "Uncle Mu, is my father really visiting you?"
Mu Xiaoji said with a confident smile, "Of course. If they hadn't specifically invited me over for 'tea', I would have been at your house by now."
When Jiang Shuo heard this, he stood up immediately and carefully took Xiaoxue's hand and said, "Come on, Xiaoxue, I'll take you home to see your father."
Seeing this, Mu Xiaoji also slowly stood up and gracefully reached out to pick up the briefcase on the coffee table.
He glanced at Jin Baiwan and Al Robuk calmly and said, "Boss Jin, goodbye. Mr. Al Robuk, sorry to bother you! Goodbye! Oh no, see you later..."
Jiang Shuo had just walked to the door with Xiaoxue when suddenly, two younger brothers with burly bodies as big as bears appeared like ghosts and quickly stepped forward to block their way.
Mu Xiaoji's brows knitted together instantly. He slowly turned around, his gaze piercing Elrobuk like a sharp blade. His tone was cold and full of powerful deterrence. He spoke word by word, "Giving you face?"
Seeing this, a trace of viciousness and determination flashed across Elrobuk's face. He actually took out his pistol and pointed the black muzzle at Mu Xiaoji.
He said wishfully, "Put down what you have in your hands, and you can leave." At this critical moment, Jiang Shuo showed no fear.
His eyes were as firm as iron. He turned and walked quickly towards El Robk. Taking advantage of the other party's confused state, he kicked him hard in the calf.
Elrobuk never expected that a seemingly weak little kid could burst out with such amazing strength.
This kick made him stagger and he fell heavily to his knees, kneeling in front of Jiang Shuo in a mess.
He raised his gun and quickly pointed it at Jiang Shuo. Jiang Shuo was not willing to be outdone. His left hand reacted extremely quickly and he pulled out the bullet casings in an instant, scattering them one by one on the coffee table.
Al Robuk's face was filled with a mixture of shock and anger, as if he couldn't accept being subdued so easily by a child.
Jiang Shuo didn't intend to give up. He slapped Elrobuk in the face several times at an extremely fast speed.
The movement was so swift and powerful, and the force was so precise, that everyone only saw a clear red mark appear on Elrobk's face in an instant, but they didn't see how Jiang Shuo made the move.
Everyone present gasped in shock at this scene. No one had expected that this seemingly young child would have such courage and skills.
Then, Jiang Shuo took Xiaoxue's hand as if nothing had happened and said softly, "Let's go, Xiaoxue, be careful on the steps."
"Okay!" Xiaoxue responded sweetly, her voice sounding particularly crisp in this tense atmosphere.
When passing by the two younger brothers who were blocking the door, Jiang Shuo deliberately stepped hard on their feet.
At the same time, he shouted, "Get out of the way! A good dog doesn't block the road." The two younger brothers grimaced in fear as they were stepped on, but because they were afraid of Mu Xiaoji and Jiang Shuo's skills, they didn't dare to resist at all.
Mu Xiaoji put one hand in his pocket, carrying a briefcase, and followed the two children with steady steps, glancing at the people around him with a hint of disdain in his eyes.
Just like that, Mu Xiaoji took Jiang Shuo and Xiaoxue and left Longan Taikang in a swagger.
Their departing figures, illuminated by the dim lights, appeared particularly free and uninhibited.
Jin Baiwan and Elrobuk, who stayed where they were, had complicated expressions on their faces.
There was both helplessness about the departure of Mu Xiaoji and others and disbelief about what had just happened.
This conflict that took place in the underground boxing ring of Taikang in Longan was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, and the ripples it created took a long time to calm down in everyone's hearts.
The three of them had just walked out of Longan Taikang when they saw the sky darkening and the city's neon lights flashing around them, casting a layer of mottled light and shadow on the streets. The bright lights seemed to announce the joy and return of victory.
Jones, a member of the mercenary group, drove a luxury car and stopped steadily in front of the three people like a black phantom.
The body of the luxury car reflects a cool luster under the light, highlighting its convenience and extraordinaryness.
Seeing that it was Andreas's men, Mu Xiaoji hurried forward and opened the car door neatly, saying gently and lovingly:
"Kids, hurry up and get in the car first." His eyes were full of concern, and he motioned Jiang Shuo and Xiaoxue to take their seats quickly.
Jiang Shuo was very considerate. He carefully helped Xiaoxue, who had difficulty seeing, into the back seat, muttering:
"Xiaoxue, slow down." Then he got in the car. Mu Xiaoji walked around the front of the car and sat in the passenger seat with a nimble posture.
Jones saw everyone in place, nodded slightly, and started the car. With the low roar of the engine, he stepped on the accelerator.
The luxury car sped away like an arrow and disappeared in front of the entrance of Longan Taikang Hotel in the blink of an eye, leaving only a faint trace of exhaust gas.
Inside the car, Mu Xiaoji looked calm and steady, his eyes firm as he ordered, "Send us to the Public Security Bureau!"
Jones heard this without any verbal response, but his eyes moved slightly, and he held the steering wheel firmly with both hands, and slowly drove along the city streets in the direction Mu Xiaoji said.
The atmosphere inside the car was quiet, with only the slight sound of wind passing by the window. Not long after, the luxury car came to a steady stop in front of the Public Security Bureau.
The lights in front of the door illuminated the surroundings, and the three large characters "Public Security Bureau" stood out in a striking and solemn manner. Mu Xiaoji was the first to push open the car door and get out, his movements quick and decisive.
Jiang Shuo was as considerate as ever, always taking care of Xiaoxue, who had difficulty seeing, and gently guided her, "Xiaoxue, hold my hand and follow me out of the car. Be careful."
"Okay, we're here to report the crime. Mr. Al Robke has been lying to me. I've been there for two days, and my dad hasn't shown up yet."
Xiaoxue's voice carried a hint of grievance and doubt, and her tender voice was particularly clear in this quiet environment.
Jiang Shuo followed his father into the Public Security Bureau, patiently comforting Xiaoxue while saying:
"Let's go inside and talk! My dad has evidence of Al Robke's crimes. He'll give it to the police to arrest him. We can't let him cause trouble again."
After saying that, the three of them walked towards the Public Security Bureau hall with firm steps. Their figures were stretched out under the light, as if they were carrying a force of justice, determined to completely dispel the evil in the darkness.
As soon as they arrived at the door of the Public Security Bureau, Mu Xiaoji, Jiang Shuo and Xiaoxue bumped into Xing Zhongxing and several fully armed police officers.
Xing Zhongxing was surprised when he saw Mu Xiaoji and Jiang Shuo. He widened his eyes and asked in confusion, "Mr. Mu, Jiang Shuo? Why are you here?"
Mu Xiaoji's heart tightened, and he quickly asked, "Captain Xing, seeing how hurried you are, where are you planning to go?"
Xing Zhongxing frowned, a helpless look on his face, and sighed:
“We are looking for a guy named Al Robuk, who, according to reliable information, escaped into the Long An Taikang Hotel with a little girl.
As you know, that place is full of good and bad people, and the forces of all parties are intertwined. The situation is very complicated. I don't have a search warrant, so it's not convenient for me to go in rashly.
I just applied for a search warrant and was about to rush over to rescue that little girl."
Upon hearing this, Mu Xiaoji quickly raised his hand to signal Xing Zhongxing to stop and said, "Captain Xing, don't go. This little girl is Zhou Li's daughter, Xiaoxue."
Xing Zhongxing was puzzled, his eyes full of question marks, and he subconsciously asked: "How could Xiaoxue..." When the words came to his lips, he realized that this was not the place to discuss in detail.
Mu Xiaoji seemed to see what Xing Zhongxing was thinking. He made a gesture of invitation and said sincerely, "Captain Xing, let's go in and talk."
After that, everyone walked towards the Public Security Bureau together, their steps hurried, as if there was an invisible force urging them on.