manynovel Chapter 7: Kidnapping Crown Prince Tai
Chapter 7: Kidnapping Crown Prince Tai
The cockroach's super-sensory perception and dynamic vision seem to allow it to predict the movements of every opponent. The narrow space, the scattered tables and chairs, and the injured lying on the ground do not hinder it, but instead become natural barriers for its evasion and counterattack, like a slippery eel, or a ghost dancing in a forest of knives.
What's even more bizarre is his ability to withstand blows. Occasionally, when he can't dodge an attack, such as a steel pipe hitting his shoulder blade or a machete slicing his arm, he only sways slightly and his movements are almost imperceptible.
The wound healed slowly, gradually revealing the cockroach's super regenerative ability.
Crown Prince Tai watched his men fall to the ground, groaning in pain, his face growing increasingly grim. What he'd thought was a fun cat-and-mouse game had turned into a hedgehog—no, a monster!
"Damn! You think you can fight? You think you're Bruce Lee? Let's see if you can dodge bullets." Prince Tai pulled out a Black Star pistol from his waist.
No one expected that Prince Tai would bring a gun when he went out to play.
Song Zhaowen felt a chill run down his spine. Dodging a knife was one thing, but dodging a bullet was quite another.
Having only acquired the cockroach ability on his first day, Song Zhaowen couldn't guarantee that he would be able to dodge it.
If you manage to dodge it, that's fine; if you can't, you're doomed.
Just as Prince Tai was about to raise his gun and fire, Xiao Kailun, who had been ignored, took out the stun gun that Robbie had given her from her pocket and stabbed it hard into Prince Tai's waist.
sizzle.
"Ugh...you...you...you stinky bitch..."
Blue arcs of electricity struck Prince Tai hard, causing him to tremble all over like a leper.
The gun naturally fell off.
Song Zhaowen naturally wouldn't miss such a good opportunity. His eyes lit up, and he first delivered a flying kick to the bodyguard.
Then smash the wine bottle, and press the tip hard against Prince Tai's neck. With just a light press, the carotid artery in his neck would surely be severed, and even a god could not save him.
boom!
Hearing the commotion in the private room, the henchmen who were guarding the door rushed in.
But seeing their elder brother being held hostage, they just surrounded him and dared not go up.
"Damn it! Let go of the boss."
"You bastard, you're dead meat."
"Everyone back off! If anyone takes another step forward, I'll send your boss down to sell salted duck eggs." Song Zhaowen pushed the broken glass bottle forward another half step, the sharp edge of the glass already embedded in the skin of Prince Tai's neck, a thin line of blood seeping out. Prince Tai's body was still twitching slightly from the electric shock, but now, feeling the stinging pain in his neck and the threat of death, his face turned deathly pale, and his previous arrogance vanished completely.
The henchmen surrounding them exchanged glances, hesitant to approach further, but they didn't back down either; they simply blocked all their escape routes, their eyes fierce.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Xiao Zhuoxiao pulled his sister behind him, picked up the large black gun that Tai Zitai had dropped, gripped it tightly in his hand, pointed the muzzle at the henchmen, and put his finger on the trigger, trembling slightly—not out of fear, but out of excitement and tension from a surge of adrenaline.
"Ah Wen, what do we do now?" Xiao Zhuoxiao asked in a low voice, his forehead covered in sweat.
This has really stirred up a hornet's nest!
Xiao Zhuoxiao never imagined that his brother was so fierce.
Who is Prince Tai? He is the only son of Chen Mei, the eldest brother of Hongtai.
Everyone in the martial arts world knows how much Chen Mei dotes on her only son. Even if he manages to walk out alive tonight, Hong Tai will definitely not let him off the hook.
Song Zhaowen's super-sensory perception scanned the entire private room and the corridor outside like radar. He could hear more chaotic footsteps gathering in their direction, and there seemed to be a commotion downstairs as well. The Imperial Dynasty was Crown Prince Tai's stronghold, and his forces would only increase; the longer it dragged on, the more dangerous it would become.
"Young Master," Song Zhaowen whispered in Taizi Tai's ear, his tone as calm as if in conversation, "tell your men to clear the way. If we leave safely, you'll be safe. If we can't leave, you'll come with us to sell salted duck eggs. Fair enough, right?"
Prince Tai's jaw trembled, partly from the lingering effects of the electric shock, and partly from fear. He could feel the coldness of the glass shard against his neck and its sharpness, as if it could sever his veins at any moment. He had been a criminal for so many years, killing and being killed, but this was the first time he had experienced death at such close range.
"You...you dare touch me, Hong Tai won't let you get away with this..."
"Whether Hong Tai will let me go is a matter for the future." Song Zhaowen tightened his grip, making the bloodline even more visible. "But right now, I can make sure you don't see the sun rise tomorrow. Prince, do you think I dare?"
Prince Tai didn't guess. He couldn't afford to gamble. He still had plenty of money to spend, plenty of women to play with, and his father's vast fortune waiting for him to inherit.
"...Make way...make way." He squeezed out the two words through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse.
"Speak louder, I can't hear you," Song Zhaowen said.
"Get the hell out of my way!" Prince Tai practically roared, his neck wound bleeding again from his agitation.
The henchmen blocking the door and inside the private room hesitated for a moment, then slowly moved aside, making way for a narrow passage to the private room door, but their eyes remained fixed on them.
"Ah Xiao, Karen, stay close to me," Song Zhaowen whispered. He held Prince Tai hostage, a broken bottle pressed against his neck, and moved step by step toward the door. Xiao Zhuoxiao protected his sister, holding a gun to cover their retreat, and warily watched the henchmen on both sides.
Every step was extremely slow, the atmosphere as tense as a fully drawn bowstring. The henchmen gripped their weapons tightly, some with gleaming eyes, seemingly searching for an opportunity.
"Don't move!" Song Zhaowen shouted sternly. "Anyone who moves, I'll send your boss on his way first!"
His aura suddenly changed, and the resolute look in his eyes made the restless henchmen shudder and dare not make any more moves.
The three men, holding Prince Tai hostage, finally made their way to the entrance of the private room. The corridor was also filled with security guards and henchmen who had rushed over after hearing the news; a dark mass of them, each with a hostile look in their eyes.
"Have them all retreat to the stairwell!" Song Zhaowen ordered Prince Tai.
Crown Prince Tai's face turned ashen, but his life was in someone else's hands, so he had no choice but to obey: "Damn it, are they all deaf? Get...get out of the way!"
The crowd stirred and slowly retreated towards the stairwell at the other end of the corridor.
"Hey, my men, move aside and let me go. I promise I won't pursue this matter."
"Not enough." Song Zhaowen glanced at them. "Tell them not to follow us. Once we're outside, we'll release you."
Crown Prince Tai gritted his teeth and gave the order again.
The crowd watched reluctantly as Song Zhaowen dragged Prince Tai downstairs.
"Don't try anything funny," he warned Prince Tai, and also warned the henchmen who were following at a distance, "If I even flinch, your boss will be finished."
At the hotel entrance, Xiao Zhuoxiao drove his motorcycle over.
"Awen, you drive Karen away, I'll handle this bastard."