A Romantic Journey Through the Rain - Chapter 887: The Explosion Was Like a Beautiful Firework

Big Gold Tooth shuddered and swallowed hard, seemingly unable to believe his ears.
"Don't come any closer, what do you want?" Big Gold Tooth looked like a pitiful child who was about to be raped at any moment.
Qiu Wuqing clapped his hands, looked at the guys lying on the ground groaning, rolled up his sleeves, bent down, reached out and grabbed the terrified Big Gold Tooth, and with a shout, lifted the more than 100-pound Big Gold Tooth over his head!
Big Gold Tooth was so frightened that he bared his teeth and claws, begging for mercy with a ghostly cry: "Grandma, spare me! I'll never dare to do it again! Spare me, Grandma!"
good!
The crowd in the mall applauded and cheered for this heroine, exclaiming, "How can this woman be so fierce!"
"Go to hell! I don't have a relative like you!" With a powerful thrust, Big Gold Tooth flew out of the mall, followed by a scream! Big Gold Tooth was so badly injured that he was unable to take care of himself.
When Qiu Wuqing lost his temper, he was quite something. He showed no mercy to those guys lying on the ground groaning, and kicked them.
"Whoosh..." Someone flew out of the mall's main entrance.
In one foot.
Another one.
Qiu Wuqing's kicks were incredibly fast. In no time, these guys who had taken those free flights crashed onto the plaza outside the mall, screaming in agony. The onlookers were curious! What was going on? Was it some kind of aerial acrobatics performance?
"Sister Wuqing, you're amazing!" Long Er held Qiu Wuqing's hand, full of admiration.
"Isn't it cool!" Wuqing chuckled. "This outfit is really nice, especially these boots. My husband said there are steel plates in the front. It's so satisfying to kick."
The bodyguards were all tough guys, and they were more drawn to this tough woman than to the pampered young mistresses at home. Qiu Wuqing was more to their liking.
Lu Erjie, trapped in his secret room, knew nothing of what was happening outside. If he knew that someone dared to harass his wife, that troublemaker would never see the sun rise again.
This fiery young mistress instantly became a sensation in Shenyang.
Lu Erjie laughed heartily as he listened, feeling a great sense of accomplishment at having gotten his hands on this exceptional little firecracker.
"You little rascal, you're living a good life instead of fighting and killing. If something happens to you, I'll be a widow." Qiu Wuqing said coquettishly, pulling on Erjie's ears with both hands.
"How could I bear to see you a widow? I'd be a Ninja Turtle!" Lu Erjie said, taking a bite of the beauty's nipple.
Qiu Wuqing groaned and chuckled, "Aren't the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles turtles?"
“You’re so smart. I don’t want to be a cuckold, so I won’t die. Be my bride.” Lu Erjie patted the beauty’s shapely buttocks and said, “You beat up those people, so they will definitely retaliate. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, we will leave immediately after killing the traitors.”
"Are you upset that I've caused you trouble? Humph." Qiu Wuqing pouted, turned her head to the side, and pretended to be unhappy.
"If I were here, those bastards would be dead. Get ready for me tonight, I'm going out to scout the place." Lu Erjie reluctantly pulled the beauty aside, hugged her neck, and kissed Qiu Wuqing for a full five minutes before licking his lips and setting off with his men, completely satisfied.
Qiu Wuqing, looking blissfully intoxicated, lay on the soft bed watching a DVD.
The oppressive atmosphere in Shenyang was intense, largely due to the presence of the Japanese. Soldiers guarded and checked every entrance and exit of the city. While it was easy to get in, it was extremely difficult for ordinary people to leave.
The city of Shenyang was brightly lit at night. Lu Erjie, disguised as a beggar, arrived at the back wall of the Longjiang Hotel. With a light leap, he climbed onto the roof. The Longjiang Hotel was run by Japanese people and catered to Japanese army soldiers seeking pleasure. All the facilities were decorated in the Japanese style. Every now and then, drunken soldiers would stagger out of the hotel, and Japanese military prostitutes in kimonos would constantly flirt and banter.
To carry out an accurate assassination, one must understand the hotel's layout. Chinese people cannot enter; the hotel entrance is guarded by heavily armed Japanese soldiers.
This was a two-story hotel with rooms on all four sides. The staircase was on the outside. Lu Erjie performed a handstand, saw an empty gap in the corridor, landed silently, and quickly flashed past. Just then, a partition door opened, and Lu Erjie leaped up to the ceiling. Looking down, he saw a drunken soldier with a naked Japanese military prostitute in his arms, being helped down the corridor by the prostitute while babbling incoherently, and then staggering down the stairs.
The military prostitute then returned, opened the partition door, and entered the room.
The hotel had corridors that led directly to each other on all four sides. Lu Erjie leaped down like a cat and quickly counted the rooms. Just then, someone else came out of a room. Erjie was shocked and quickly darted into the toilet next door.
The person who came out was momentarily stunned, thinking he had seen a ghost, and cursed in Japanese, "Damn it, I've seen a ghost!"
After that, things went relatively smoothly. The room was noisy, filled with the sounds of drinking and Japanese music playing.
Upon reaching the end of the passage, Erjie coiled his body, flipped onto the roof, and then leaped down, disappearing into the darkness.
“We’ve investigated everything. There are twenty-two rooms in total, with one men’s and one women’s restroom at each end. The hotel is open 24/7. Even if we kill him, the whole city will be under martial law and searched. Besides, the environment of the hotel won’t allow us to come and go freely. We’ll ambush Li Minghan on the way. We’ll use grenades and submachine guns.” Lu Erjie unfolded a map of Shenyang and said, “Look, this is the only way to Longjiang Hotel. Litong Commercial Bank closes at 6:30 pm. According to intelligence, Li Minghan leaves the bank around 7 pm every night, which means he stays there for half an hour before coming out. This man is particularly cautious. He’s usually escorted by four cars, all Japanese soldiers.”
Wang Quan, the deputy captain of the bodyguard team, continued, "Look at this road. There are eight passageways on both sides. After passing through this road, you turn onto another main road leading to the hotel. Of these eight passageways, the ones on the left are all dead ends, but the ones on the right are passable. If we place people in all eight passageways, he will have nowhere to escape."
“We have twelve people, one in each aisle, armed with submachine guns and grenades. It will take one and a half minutes to get through all eight aisles. To prevent any mishaps, we have two people guarding the exits at the corners, and another car stopping behind them. That should take care of things.”
"I think this plan is good, let's proceed accordingly. After you succeed, everyone gather here. Your task for the next few days is to thoroughly familiarize yourself with this entire route, from front to back, left to right, including planning your return route after the success." Lu Erjie looked up at the bodyguards and said, "I have no questions?"
"No problem!" the bodyguards replied confidently.
"Alright, everyone, let's split up and get to work!"
Three days later, Li Minghan, the pro-Japanese leader of Litong Commercial Bank, was excitedly tidying up the documents on his desk. He was going to attend a gathering hosted by the Japanese strategist Sanben that day. Just thinking about those Japanese women made Li Minghan impatient. Little did he know that an assassination attempt against him had already been quietly launched.
Traitors are universally condemned, a fact Li Minghan was acutely aware of. The Japanese army headquarters had assigned him twenty capable soldiers as bodyguards, always escorting him in two vehicles, one in front and one behind, whenever he went out or returned home. This prevented the underground forces from successfully assassinating him, leaving Li Minghan living in constant fear. However, the thought of the soft flesh of Chinese women dispelled all his shame and fear. Northeast my country was now under Japanese control, and Li Minghan dreamed of one day receiving greater favor from the Japanese, perhaps even becoming the mayor of Shenyang.
Li Minghan's car was sandwiched in the middle of the road. He was already familiar with this road, but he was also unfamiliar with it. Inside the car, Li Minghan closed his eyes and fantasized about a bright future, with a smug smile on his lips.
Seeing Li Minghan's car drive out of the bank, Lu Erjie slowly followed in his car, keeping a steady pace. His men had already made arrangements, and he believed that grenades and submachine guns would soon send these people to meet the Emperor.
The first car in front drove through the fourth aisle, followed closely by the second car, which was half a car length behind. Suddenly, four tall men wearing hoods and black suits, with only their eyes visible, emerged from the four aisles on the right. They held powerful Uzbek submachine guns in one hand and tossed grenades under the car with their left.
Immediately, the submachine gun in his hand spat out fire, and the rapid-fire gunshots pierced the night sky. The car windows shattered with a crash, and the soldiers in the vehicles met their end before they could even react.
Immediately afterwards, the grenades thrown under the car, after a few seconds of delay, exploded—boom, boom, boom, boom…
Four massive explosions ripped through the air, sending the cars flipping over. The streets were instantly a scene of utter devastation.
The man in the suit moved with incredible speed, his Uzbek submachine gun firing continuously until it was empty.
Illuminated by the towering flames, the four bodyguards quickly checked the situation inside the vehicles, then placed a grenade in each car before disappearing into the corridor in an instant.
From afar, Lu Erjie, sitting in his car, admired the fireworks display of the second grenade exploding, a slight smile playing on his lips.

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