Chapter 267: Violent Ambush (Part 2)

"The Boss is right. We can't just go back like this. As long as we take out Zhou Lang, we can find excuses to continue challenging the experts from the Dragon Group, Heaven's Penalty, and even the First Guard Bureau. If we succeed in our challenges, fame and fortune await us. If we slink back now, Count William will think we're useless."

A burly man said.

These guys were quite bellicose. In terms of pure combat, they were no match for Zhou Lang, but as top-tier soldiers, it wasn't difficult for them to get their hands on some firearms in China.

They felt that if they used firearms, no matter how high Zhou Lang's martial arts skills were, they could take him out without leaving any evidence behind.

Soon, the members of the Combat Team reached a consensus, believing that as long as they removed Zhou Lang, this obstacle in their path, they could continue with their plan.

"Our reaction was a bit slow. It's not easy to track the movements of a powerhouse like Zhou Lang," one of them said.

"Tyrant" said: "If we had thought of this when we left the Dragon Group base, we could have arranged for people to lie in wait outside and keep a close eye on Zhou Lang's movements. That would have saved us a lot of trouble now."

"Tyrant, don't worry about this. Even if I don't sleep, even if I have to scour heaven and earth, I will find Zhou Lang!"

"Monster" also said. Encouraged by "Tyrant" and the others, his confidence had returned. He also felt that there were only one or two freaks like Zhou Lang in China, and if they eliminated these one or two freaks, their grand plan could succeed.

"Very good. Now, we will split into three groups. I will stay behind to command and coordinate from the center. One of you groups will go find heavy weapons, and the third group will go track Zhou Lang's movements. Everyone, remember, this is China. Do not be reckless. Stay calm when facing situations, and don't cause any trouble. We must create every possible opportunity to kill Zhou Lang, but leave no evidence. As long as the Chinese side has no evidence, they won't dare to detain us."

"Tyrant" stood up and said: "Those tracking Zhou Lang must be especially careful. You must not be discovered by him. Once he discovers our intentions, the Chinese Military will surely hunt us down with all their might. By then, leaving China will be harder than ascending to heaven."

The members of the Combat Team, their evil hearts still set on their goal, quickly began to take action.

It had to be said that this bunch was quite professional; all preparations were being carried out quickly and effectively.

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By now, it was late autumn, and the weather in the capital had become cool.

General Qin had a large, old-fashioned courtyard house in the capital, with ancient trees towering inside and furniture that consisted of antique pieces left from the past, giving the place an air of ancient elegance.

General Qin hosted Zhou Lang in the courtyard house.

It wasn't until nightfall, after they had finished dinner, that Zhou Lang left General Qin's home.

General Qin had originally wanted to have Zhou Lang stay at his home, but Zhou Lang was a Cultivator, and considering this, he felt that Zhou Lang should need a free space, so he didn't insist.

After leaving General Qin's home, Zhou Lang walked for a few hundred meters before getting into a taxi. Back at General Qin's home, he had already felt that there were people monitoring the outside of the old general's courtyard.

These people monitoring the place were far from the courtyard, at least a few hundred meters away, but his perception was very strong, and he still vaguely felt them. The reason he insisted on leaving the old general's home tonight was to see whether these observers were targeting him or the old general.

He walked out of the courtyard and discovered that five trackers were also following him, moving slowly.

"It seems the people from the Combat Team still haven't given up!"

This was Zhou Lang's first time in the capital, and he had been there for less than a day. Aside from the people in the Combat Team, he hadn't offended anyone else. He could easily guess who was tailing him, so he wanted to lure these people away. After all, he was currently in a busy downtown area, and if a fight broke out in such a place, it would likely hurt innocent bystanders.

"Where to?" the taxi driver asked Zhou Lang.

"To the Badaling Great Wall."

Zhou Lang thought for a moment and said. The Great Wall was a place he had long wanted to visit. The moonlight was beautiful tonight; climbing the Great Wall on a moonlit night would be absolutely romantic, and he could also conveniently take care of a few top-tier foreign soldiers, eliminating a threat for the country. Why not?

"Brother, it's over ninety kilometers to Badaling. I don't drive that far at night."

The taxi driver said immediately. He usually only picked up passengers in the city and didn't like traveling that far. Besides, it was somewhat dangerous to go to Badaling at night.

"I have some urgent business to attend to. Please, take me there. If you are willing to do me this favor, all this money is yours."

Zhou Lang took out a stack of cash and said to the taxi driver.

This stack of cash was definitely no less than five thousand yuan. The taxi driver only earned that much in a month, and his eyes immediately lit up. Previously, he had been worried that Zhou Lang was a bad person, but after seeing so much money, he had long forgotten all that. He immediately said: "Brother, you are a generous person. Then tonight, I won't do any other business and will take you there specifically."

It was over ninety kilometers from the city center to the foot of the Badaling Great Wall, and the round trip was not short. Therefore, when the driver passed a gas station, he drove in, preparing to get some gas first.

At this time, the traffic in the capital was heavy, and there were many cars inside the gas station, so they had to queue up for gas.

Zhou Lang sensed that, a few hundred meters away, three cars that had been following him had stopped. The people who had been tailing him had already gotten into their cars, looking like they were preparing to continue following him. Having confirmed that these guys were targeting him and not General Qin, he felt slightly relieved.

"What a bunch of people who don't know when they're going to die. Wait until we get to Badaling; I'll see how I teach you a lesson and turn you into cripples!" Anger rose in Zhou Lang's heart. When he was at the Dragon Group, he had spared the Combat Team, but since these people wouldn't give up, he wouldn't be so easy to talk to anymore.

Just at this moment, he suddenly felt a strong aura of danger.

"Not good! Drive the car away, fast!" Zhou Lang roared.

"What's wrong?"

The taxi driver didn't know what was happening.

Whoosh! With a piercing scream, a rocket propelled grenade shot out from the night, directly hitting the gas station's storage tank.

Boom! Boom! The storage tank ignited instantly, and a violent explosion occurred!

The entire gas station turned into a sea of fire and was razed to the ground.

The cars waiting to refuel at the gas station were all blown into the air, parts flying everywhere. The people inside the cars were, of course, blown away as well, with arms and legs flying everywhere, a truly terrifying sight.

On a rooftop a few hundred meters away, a burly man carrying a rocket launcher jumped down quickly and dove into a large truck. Then the truck started up and drove away quickly. No one noticed that the explosion at the gas station had been caused by this guy.

In another direction, "Tyrant" sat in a Mercedes-Benz, holding binoculars, watching the raging fire in the gas station, a cruel smile appearing on his face.

"Zhou Lang, you are indeed a peerless Genius, but if you want to be a stumbling block for our Combat Team, there is only a dead end. Although your combat strength is Heaven-Defying, under the power of firearms, you've still been blown to bits by my men!"

"Tyrant" laughed.

This guy's efficiency was quite high. In a short amount of time, he had directed his subordinates to find Zhou Lang's whereabouts and also obtained heavy weapons like a rocket launcher. He was eager to kill; when the taxi Zhou Lang was in entered the gas station, he felt the opportunity had come and immediately ordered his men to bomb the gas station to kill Zhou Lang.

The gas station turned into a sea of fire, and everything around it was razed to the ground. The steel-manufactured cars were blown into fragments; surely no one could have survived this explosion.

"Tyrant" didn't go to check if there was a corpse of Zhou Lang in the gas station anymore. He immediately took his men and left. This was the downtown area of China's capital, and with such a major event having occurred, the police would arrive immediately. He didn't want to be discovered by the police.

Inside the gas station, it was a tragic scene, and the fire raged on.

People on the roadside immediately called the police. After the police arrived, because the fire was too intense, they couldn't rush in at all, so they had to call the fire department.

After more than a dozen fire trucks arrived and, after nearly twenty minutes of intense firefighting, the fire at the gas station was finally extinguished. When the police rushed into the gas station, there was not a single living person left inside. Everyone had been blown to pieces, and those who hadn't been blown to pieces had been charred. The scene was too horrible to look at; at least dozens of people had died.

Zhou Lang was not far from the fuel tank at the time. Did he die?

Of course, he didn't die.

At the moment he felt the danger, he warned the taxi driver to leave, but the taxi driver hadn't understood his meaning.

He hadn't expected that "Tyrant" and these people would dare to use heavy weapons against him in a busy downtown area, so he had been slightly negligent. When he realized he couldn't save the people at the gas station, he had no choice but to use his Divine Thought and enter the ancestral copper coin.

Outside, the explosion was earth-shattering, destroying everything, but inside the Qiankun Palace, Zhou Lang wasn't affected in the slightest.

However, when he came out of the Qiankun Palace, "Tyrant" and the others had already left, and the tragedy had already occurred. The police had already put up a cordon, protecting the crime scene.

Although Zhou Lang didn't go back into the scene, he could see the tragic state within the cordon clearly from the outside.

Inside the gas station, everything had been destroyed. Although the fire had been extinguished, black smoke was still rising, and the wreckage of cars and the corpses of the victims were strewn all over the ground, a shocking sight to behold.

"Tyrant, you bunch of maniacs, there is only a dead end for you now!"

A monstrous rage welled up in Zhou Lang's heart. He was a Cultivator, but if he hadn't had the ancestral copper coin, he likely would have died or been severely injured. "Tyrant" and the others, disregarding the lives of civilians, had brazenly launched an attack in a busy downtown area. This was simply a moral degradation and an extinction of humanity. Such people did not deserve to live in this world.

Zhou Lang immediately called General Qin.

After hearing about this, General Qin was also extremely furious, and he also developed a killing intent toward the members of the Combat Team.

General Qin immediately notified the people of the Dragon Group to investigate this incident.