Chu Ci was abandoned by the Chu family for eighteen years. One day, the critically ill old master, for reasons unknown, ordered Chu Ci to be brought back home.
Looking at Chu Ci, who wore sha...
Chapter 423: Impotent Rage
"Okay." Chu Ci reacted calmly, "How much bombs are on him?"
"He made his own bombs. I don't know what the things tied to his body are made of. He has a paper bag with what should be the most common TNT material. If all of them explode, the blast radius will be at least thirty meters."
When saying this, the police were a little worried that Chu Ci would be scared and back off after hearing these data.
"Okay, I understand." Chu Ci said.
Chu Ci's bravery and decisiveness won the praise of many police officers.
Chu Ci arrived at the scene in a police car.
At this moment, outside the mall, a large number of armed forces are ready to rush in to rescue people at any time.
The door of the mall opened, and Chu Ci entered the mall controlled by He Zhengyang alone.
Because He Zhengyang only asked Chu Ci to come in, no one else could accompany Chu Ci to get close to He Zhengyang.
The police could only stand at the door and watch from a distance.
Chu Ci walked to the center of the mall.
Watching Chu Ci approaching step by step, He Zhengyang sneered and said: "Bitch, kneel down now!"
He wants to humiliate Chu Ci first.
He Zhengyang held the loose bomb in his hand and said, "If you don't do as I say, I'll throw one out right now. I'll throw it into the crowd and see how many I can kill!"
He Zhengyang threatened Chu Ci to kneel down to her with the lives of innocent people.
The innocent people were so frightened that they dared not say a word and could only look at Chu Ci with pleading eyes.
Chu Ci said: "Will my kneeling to you make your pitiful self-esteem feel better?"
"Who are you saying is pitiful?" He Zhengyang couldn't stand hearing such words.
He is not pitiful! He is not pitiful!
"You're pathetic. You can't beat me, so you go and bully a bunch of innocent people. Isn't this just a manifestation of your pathetic incompetence? If you really had the ability, you should come at me instead of taking out your anger on passersby."
"Shut up! I know you're a good fighter! I won't give you this chance! Now I want you to kneel down! Kneel down right there! Do you hear me?"
He Zhengyang screamed, his expression almost crazy.
Everyone looked at Chu Ci nervously.
They were afraid that if Chu Ci didn't do as he was told, He Zhengyang would go crazy and detonate the bomb, burying everyone with him.
Chu Ci knelt down calmly.
Although he knelt on the ground, Chu Ci remained neither humble nor arrogant, and did not feel the slightest bit of humiliation.
She looked cold and calm, and her clear eyes seemed to be mocking He Zhengyang's behavior.
He Zhengyang didn't get any satisfaction from it.
"Kowtow! Kowtow to me!" He Zhengyang continued to order.
His expression was distorted and he was on the verge of madness.
Chu Ci did as he was told, his expression remaining calm.
When a person's heart is open enough, there will not be any humiliation whether he kneels or kowtows.
On the contrary, if you don’t have anything inside, you will not be respected even if you stand on the throne.
After Chu Ci kowtowed, he calmly said to He Zhengyang: "You can't humiliate me. On the contrary, it will only make me feel that you are more pitiful, humble, and stupid."
"Shut up! Shut up!" He Zhengyang clenched his hand holding the bomb, looking like he was about to press it down at any time.
His crazy look made everyone's heart hang in their throat.
At this time, there was movement outside the door.
"Sir, you can't go in!"
"Sir, it's very dangerous in there! You really can't go in!"
"Sir! You can't go in there!"
(End of this chapter)