"Ms. Xu, I'm sorry that this happened."
"Professor Holt, can this matter be ended by just saying sorry?"
The sound of gunshots woke up the night in Taoyuan Village, and soon everyone came to the place where the gunshots were heard.
The villagers of Taoyuan Village ran over in panic, and Professor Holt also came over with James, McGraw, and Carl.
After knowing what happened, the atmosphere between the two sides became tense.
Wang Erniu led the villagers to surround Zhang Yadan's house, staring at those who came outside with angry and hateful eyes.
McGraw and Carl held submachine guns and looked at the villagers around them indifferently. Larsen stood between them, cursing and bandaging his wounds.
Han Biao did not kill him after all.
If he was still running around in the world, Han Biao would have given that guy a flying knife without hesitation.
But his identity is different now. He has stayed with Xu Pingxi for several years and has seen a lot of things. He knows very well the consequences of rashly killing a hundred people and how much trouble it will bring to Xu Pingxi.
Unless, he can kill all Professor Holt and his team, and then destroy the corpses and eliminate all traces.
But it was Larsen who killed him. In order to kill Larsen, he killed all the other unrelated people. Han Biao couldn't do such a thing.
Xu Chuxiang and Professor Holt stood face to face, and Xu Chuxiang's face was also full of anger.
"Miss Xu, please calm down, Larson has already paid the price."
"The price? One finger? He killed two people. Can two lives be repaid with one finger?"
"Then what do you think we should do, Miss Xu?"
"Killing for life is the same whether it is in the Eastern Continent or the Western Continent. This mercenary must be tried for murder!"
"Judge Larson? Who will judge? Your father?"
Professor Holt smiled lightly and said:
"Miss Xu, don't forget that we citizens of the Yinjili Empire have extraterritorial rights in your country of Great China. You can't try Larson, and neither can your father. Even the president of your country of Great China has no power to judge."
"And as you have studied in Yinjili, you should be very clear that extraterritoriality is the core interest of our Yinjili Empire in your country of Great China. Challenging it is tantamount to challenging the dignity of our Yinjili Empire and the dignity of our country. An order that has been established for more than two hundred years.”
Xu Chuxiang's face turned a little pale. She knew very well that what Professor Holt said was the truth, a very cold fact.
Yinjili people do not have to bear any consequences no matter what they do in Great China.
This is an iron rule that has lasted for more than two hundred years in Great China after the Gengshen Revolution.
Xu Chuxiang was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the girl who was still in the room, holding the corpse of her loved one and crying bitterly, and sighed in her heart.
We can only give this girl some compensation in other ways, such as taking her away from this remote mountain village and giving her a better life.
Then Xu Chuxiang turned back and said to Professor Holt equally coldly:
"I have already said it in the morning, hoping that the same thing will not happen again. It seems that Mr. Professor, you did not take my words to heart, so I also regret to tell you that I can no longer provide you with any help. ”
"I will explain this to the teacher."
Professor Holt stared at Xu Chuxiang for a while, sighed and said:
"Miss Xu, are you sure?"
"I'm pretty sure my tutor wouldn't allow me to be friends with white people who have hurt Chinese people."
"So, I'm leaving now."
Professor Holt shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands:
"Ms. Xu, I apologize to you again. I'm sorry that things have reached this point. I have no power to stop you from leaving, but those two helicopters must stay."
"You know, there are five of us and one helicopter isn't enough."
Xu Chuxiang was suddenly startled.
Without a helicopter, how could they leave this valley surrounded by cliffs.
"What if I don't agree!"
"Then Miss Xu, you can only follow us for the time being."
Professor Holt waved his hand gracefully, and McGraw and Carl immediately turned their guns and pointed them at Xu Chuxiang and Han Biao.
Xu Chuxiang's heart sank.
Professor Holt's expression, movement and tone are still so elegant and gentlemanly, but what he does is so cold and ruthless.
Just like what those powerful countries in the Western Continent have done to Great China in the past hundreds of years.
Xu Chuxiang smiled bitterly. He had lived in the foggy city for four years. It seemed that he was confused by the civilization and freedom there and forgot that those people were essentially bandits.
"Miss, don't worry."
Han Biao's steady voice sounded in Xu Chuxiang's ears.
Behind her, Han Biao was slightly hunched over, his hands already on his belt, holding a flying knife in one hand.
His left and right hands are equally flexible and powerful, and when he is ready, no one has a chance to shoot in front of him.
This is why Xu Pingxi asked him to be his personal bodyguard.
Just as Han Biao finished saying this, Professor Holt's eyes turned to him.
"Sir, please maintain your current posture and stop moving. My student is holding a gun and pointing it at Miss Xu's head behind you."
This time, Professor Holt spoke to him directly in Chinese.
Han Biao suddenly narrowed his eyes.
But he didn't look back. No matter what the old white man said was true or false, he couldn't look back at this moment.
Then just listen to Professor Holt continue:
"I am an experienced explorer. Believe me, I have killed no fewer people than McCraw. The dangers I have experienced far exceed yours. When I first saw you, I knew You are a very dangerous person, but we were companions at that time, so I welcome the presence of a powerful person like you in the team, which will make my expedition safer, but the situation is different now. And I just pulled Sen also told me how his finger was broken, do you think I would be unprepared for you?"
"So if you don't want Miss Xu to be harmed, just stand there and don't move. Don't do anything."
"McGraw, go over and take off the belt from his waist."
McGraw laughed evilly and walked towards Han Biao.
Han Biao stood there without moving.
McGraw came to him, pointed a gun at Han Biao's head with one hand, pulled out a dagger with the other hand, inserted the dagger from Han Biao's belt, and stared coldly into Han Biao's eyes.
"You cut off my brother's finger, or I should cut you off too."
McGraw said this in Injili.
Han Biao couldn't understand his words, but he understood what the white man meant.
He looked at each other fearlessly.
"McGraw, don't kill him."
At this time, Professor Holt's voice rang.
McGraw's face flashed with anger, and then he suddenly pulled out the dagger in his hand. The belt around Han Biao's waist fell to the ground. McGraw kicked the belt full of flying knives into the roadside. In the ditch.
Immediately afterwards, McGraw punched Han Biao hard in the abdomen.
Han Biao's body swayed slightly and he let out a muffled groan.
I have to admit that McGraw's punch was really heavy. After all, he was once the most elite warrior of the Third Highland Corps of the Yinjili Empire, and now he is also a famous mercenary king-like figure in the Western Continent.
But Han Biao remained upright and motionless.
"Your fists are like a pussy."
He smiled contemptuously at the strong white man.
McGraw also couldn't understand Han Biao's words, but he could also understand the meaning expressed in Han Biao's smile, so he roared and prepared to punch the unruly Chinese man again.
"That's enough, McGraw. Their status is special and different from ordinary Dahua civilians. It really hurts them and we are also in trouble."
Professor Holt stopped McGraw, then smiled and said to Xu Chuxiang:
"Miss Xu, I'm really sorry that I have to temporarily deprive you of your freedom, but I promise that as long as you don't resist, I will never hurt you."
"McGraw, take them to the tent and watch them carefully tonight. Don't let them step out of the tent."
McGraw shook the gun in his hand and signaled Xu Chuxiang and Han Biao to walk out of the village.
Before leaving, Xu Chuxiang said coldly to Professor Holt.
"Mr. Professor, are you really ready to bear the consequences of doing this? Maybe you don't understand what kind of person my father is. If he knew what happened today, he would never let you leave Dahua easily. "
Professor Holt shrugged noncommittally and said:
"That's a risk I'm willing to take for the sake of this adventure."
Xu Chuxiang snorted coldly and strode out of the village.
Looking at her back, Professor Holt had a strange and weird look in his eyes.
"Because this expedition is really important to me... The answers to the things I have been pursuing for decades may be found in that Taoist temple!"
Professor Holt whispered to himself in a voice that only he could hear.
"Haha, if I succeed, will I still be afraid of a Dahua warlord?"
…
Shu Guan watched everything happening outside the house.
Zhang Yadan was crying in his arms. This girl, who was very proud at heart, looked so pitiful and helpless at this moment.
"...It's all my fault. I shouldn't have gone to those outsiders to kill my parents..."
"……it's all my fault……"
She kept repeating these words.
Shuguan touched her hair and said in a deep voice:
"No, you didn't do anything wrong."
“Never blame and punish yourself for the sins of others.”
Shu Guan stared into Zhang Yadan's eyes and said this, then raised his eyes and looked at the white people who were leaving at this time, especially at the mercenary named Larson.
When Larson was injured just now, Shu Guan actually had a chance to kill him.
But Shuguan finally controlled his impulse.
The reason is the same as Han Biao, either not to kill, or to kill those hundreds of people together, otherwise it will bring greater disaster to Taoyuan Village.
"Let's wait until we go up the mountain..."
Like Professor Holt, Shu Guan said this to himself in a voice that only he could hear.
