"I'll chop it!" Max was afraid that she would hurt Elizabeth again, so he hurriedly interrupted her counting.
Then he quickly bent down and picked up the axe for chopping large bones in the kitchen that she had thrown to him. He placed his right hand on the armrest of the sofa, used it as a chopping board, rolled up his sleeves, and exposed part of his wrist.
Elizabeth, who was not far away, was crying anxiously. She ignored the severe pain from the gunshot wound and struggled in panic, "No, Dad, don't do that, please..."
She begged Tang Xili again, "Please let my father go, please let her go..."
Tang Xili crossed her legs, one arm draped over the back of the sofa, and played with the gun in one hand, with a somewhat unfathomable smile on her face. "Elizabeth, it's not too late to cry after he dies. But don't cry at the wrong grave."
Elizabeth, who didn't understand what she said, looked at her with tears on her face. "What do you mean?"
Tang Xili didn't speak to her anymore. She looked at Max against the light and asked, "What are you waiting for? For reinforcements?"
She pointed the gun at Elizabeth again and asked, "Who do you think is faster, your reinforcements or my gun?"
Max was indeed stalling for time and waiting for reinforcements, but now, it seemed too late.
His eyes darkened as he looked at Elizabeth, then at Tang Xili, and suddenly he gripped the sharp axe tightly and chopped down on his right hand.
"Crack!" With a crisp sound of chopping bones, blood splattered everywhere, and Max's hand was chopped off by himself.
The bloody stump fell to the ground and swayed several times before coming to rest.
From where Max's wrist was broken, blood gushed out like a fountain, spraying all over his face, body, and the sofa.
"Ah——" Elizabeth screamed in fear.
Max's face turned pale as paper due to the pain, with big beads of cold sweat on his forehead, and he couldn't help but groan.
He gritted his teeth and pinched his wrist to stop the blood from flowing too quickly. He looked at Tang Xili with a ferocious expression, "Is it okay now?"
Tang Xili looked at the stumps on the ground with an expressionless face. Her beautiful lips lifted slightly as she spoke with great certainty, "You are not Max."
Max and Elizabeth were both startled.
Tang Xili repeated firmly, "You are not Max."
——
The wind blew up at Ye Yao, and on the side of the road outside the villa, a silver Maybach with smooth lines slowly drove up and stopped.
The rear door opened and a pair of long legs stepped out first.
Light and shadows fell, and a young man in a floral shirt and sunglasses got out of the car and stood still.
The man was tall, with a cigarette in his mouth and a bouquet of white camellias in his hand.
The collar of his floral shirt was unbuttoned, casually and unfocusedly revealing his firm chest.
He wore a Rolex Submariner watch on his wrist and exuded a strong sense of oppression.
A man with a crew cut got out of the driver's seat. He was wearing black casual clothes, with a firm look in his eyes, and stood beside the man in a protective posture.
"Are you sure this is the place?" Han Song asked, looking at the black house number 18.
A Luo nodded. "That's it. Evelyn shouldn't have hidden her tracks this time. She'll be easily found."
Han Song put out his cigarette, took off his sunglasses and hung them on his collar, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and ordered: "What are you still standing there for? Go and call the door."
In the past, it took a lot of effort to track down this woman's whereabouts. Every time he either came back empty-handed or was on his way to finding her. This time was unusual.
I hope I won’t be disappointed again.
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Across the street, on the balcony on the second floor of the villa, Chen Zui, who was observing the situation in the living room opposite with a telescope, saw Max open his coat, revealing two sets of bombs inside, and his face changed.
"Third brother, he has a bomb!"
A man in a black windbreaker was lying on the ground, holding a sniper rifle, his head half tilted, his eyes fixed on the sight.
He also saw the bomb on Max's body, his eyes darkened, and he adjusted the angle of the sight.
Since there is a bomb, you can't shoot it at your body, otherwise it will explode if you are not careful. You can only shoot it at your head.
As he was taking a look, Chen Zui on the side suddenly exclaimed, "Vocal! He chopped off his own hand. What kind of operation is this?"
Yong Zhixu glanced at him and said, "Don't be so startled."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Zui shouted "Vocal!"
"What's wrong again?" Yong Zhixu frowned.
Chen Zui held the telescope and looked at the gate opposite. He described, "Another man came with a bouquet of flowers. He looked like a suitor."
Yong Zhixu: “???”
He raised his eyelids and glanced at the door opposite. Sure enough, he saw a man wearing a floral shirt and holding a bunch of white flowers.
Who is this person?
——
In the living room of the villa.
Max and Elizabeth were surprised by Tang Xili's two consecutive words "You are not Max".
The two were both stunned and puzzled.
Max: "How am I not Max?"
Tang Xili put down her crossed legs, changed into a lazy posture, and looked at him with a half-smile.
"I don't know what method he used to give you Max's memories, but you are definitely not him."
She knew that person. He was heartless, selfish and ruthless. He would never sacrifice himself for anyone, nor would he ever accept anything that happened to him.
From the moment he entered the villa and showed great concern for Elizabeth, she became suspicious, so she gradually tested him.
Max found it a little funny, "What the hell are you talking about?"
Why couldn't he understand a word?
Elizabeth also felt that Tang Xili was being mysterious. How could her father not be her father? She must be crazy!
She opened her mouth to argue, but then Xiao Tao walked in and announced, "Evelyn, Mr. Han Song from Thailand wants to visit you."
Han Song?
Tang Xili frowned, "No."
Xiao Tao nodded respectfully, "Mr. Han said he wants to discuss arms business with you."
"Let him talk to Secretary Jian..."
As he was speaking, something unexpected happened. He suddenly heard a buzzing sound in the air outside, and a helicopter descended from the sky, hovering outside the huge floor-to-ceiling window in the living room.
The helicopter's hatch was open, and a fully armed man, with only his eyes exposed, was sitting in the hatch, his feet on the opposite door sill, holding two machine guns.
Tang Xili's eyes flashed, and she shouted, "Get down!"
At the same time, he flipped backwards and hid behind the sofa like lightning.
Just as she turned over to avoid it, a hail of bullets shattered the glass windows and swept indiscriminately towards everyone in the living room.
"Bang, bang, bang—" A burst of gunfire rang out, followed by a deafening explosion.
In the flash of lightning, Max was hit by a bullet and blown to pieces.
Bella, Joanna, Claire and the other seven people all dodged the bullets thanks to Tang Xili's timely reminder. They each found a hiding place and quickly drew their guns to fight back.
The other armed soldiers in the living room did not react as quickly. They were hit by bullets and fell down injured.
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