Chapter 156: The “Family’s” Decision
“The hell is that guy gonna help with…”
Fatty muttered in dissatisfaction, reluctantly getting up and heading toward the master bedroom.
The middle-aged man was resting inside.
The side effects of that drug were severe.
Even after surviving the initial effects, it would still cause various adverse reactions for a while—lethargy, vomiting, diarrhea, drowsiness, rashes, and more.
The specific symptoms varied based on the user’s physical condition.
For those with strong constitutions, they might only experience one or two symptoms. For the weaker ones, they could suffer from all of them at once.
The middle-aged man had a solid physique. His only symptom was drowsiness—the mildest of them all.
Reluctantly, Fatty lifted his foot and kicked the master bedroom door open.
CRACK!
The solid wooden door splintered, leaving a gaping hole where his foot had landed.
That single kick showed just how much power he had.
Fatty was clearly a brute-force type.
The loud bang instantly woke the middle-aged man.
In a blur, he sprang up from the soft bed with a perfect kip-up.
Fatty froze in place.
“Whoa, what the hell?”
His eyes widened in surprise.
“I underestimated you.”
Kipping up was already a technical move.
On solid ground, it was easier.
On a soft bed? That was a whole different level of difficulty.
And yet, this middle-aged man had not only kipped up effortlessly but also flipped off the bed, landing squarely on the floor.
Seeing him instinctively adopt a combat stance, Fatty blinked and then nodded in approval.
Not bad.
Clearly, he had professional training.
He might actually be useful.
At the very least, he’d make a good meat shield!
As soon as the middle-aged man saw Fatty, he relaxed, dropping his guard.
“Fatty, what’s up?”
He looked at him in confusion.
“Cops outside. Get out here and help.”
Fatty said bluntly, jerking his chin toward the door.
“Alright.”
The middle-aged man nodded without hesitation and followed Fatty out.
“Skinny, what do you need me to do?”
Standing before the punkish-looking youth, the middle-aged man’s tone was respectful.
Clearly, under the drug’s influence, he had completely lost his autonomy.
He was now nothing more than a pawn for the duo.
The young man, Skinny, eyed him up and down.
After a brief pause, he handed the gun in his hand to the middle-aged man.
“You know how to use this?”
Taking the gun, the middle-aged man skillfully engaged the safety, ejected the magazine, reloaded it, and then switched the safety off again.
He looked up at Skinny and replied, “Yeah, I trained overseas.”
Both Skinny and Fatty were stunned.
They hadn’t expected to stumble upon such a gem.
Regardless of how good his shooting was, he was definitely qualified to be a human shield.
If not for the current situation, Skinny would’ve hesitated to sacrifice someone with this much potential.
A guy who could shoot, fight, and even make money—properly trained, he’d be a solid enforcer.
“Good. Ever fired in combat?”
Skinny asked.
“Yeah. Shot at targets, hunted before.”
The middle-aged man responded naturally.
“Perfect.”
Skinny nodded, satisfied.
“In a bit, you stick with us. The moment you see a cop, shoot. Be fast, precise, and ruthless—no hesitation.”
“We only have one way out—through blood.”
Skinny warned.
“Got it.”
The middle-aged man nodded.
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Outside.
“Captain, what’s the plan?”
One of the officers asked after a long silence from the other side of the door.
The squad captain’s expression was grim as he stared at the reinforced door.
He knew things wouldn’t end peacefully today.
Their team was at risk of suffering the same fate as the first division’s major crimes unit.
In a confined space, the defenders had the advantage.
Just breaking through the reinforced security door and the wooden interior door would cost them dearly.
“How far out is our backup?”
The captain asked.
“Evening rush hour—traffic’s bad. Plus, there was an accident on the main road. Other departments are struggling to get through too. No ETA.”
A nearby officer replied with a wry smile.
The captain’s face darkened even further.
“This traffic accident… is suspiciously convenient.”
He muttered to himself.
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Inside.
Skinny put down his phone and looked at Fatty and the middle-aged man.
“Good news and bad news. Which one do you want first?”
His expression was serious.
Fatty froze for a second, then cursed.
“Skinny, are you seriously playing this game right now?”
The middle-aged man remained silent.
Rolling his eyes, Skinny said, “Good news—our people pulled some strings. The cops’ backup is stuck in traffic.”
“Bad news…”
“The family’s decision is for us to figure things out on our own. No reinforcements.”
“We got into this mess because of what happened at the hotel.”
“Axi and Han Xue blew their cover. Axi got caught in a gunfight with the first division’s major crimes unit. Four officers, including Captain Song Lin and Deputy Captain Luo Fei, were shot and hospitalized. Axi also took a bullet and got captured on the spot.”
“That bitch Han Xue ran the moment she got Axi’s distress call. Didn’t even try to help. She’s missing now—hasn’t contacted the family since.”
Skinny relayed the latest intel.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man stayed silent, but Fatty lost it.
“Motherfucker! They’re just leaving us to die?!”
Fuming, Fatty slammed his fist against the bathroom’s sliding glass door.
CRASH!
The door shattered instantly, shards scattering everywhere.
Yet, his hand remained unscathed.
The middle-aged man finally reacted—his pupils contracted slightly.
Fatty’s fists were that tough?
Not even a single cut.
“Fatty, it is what it is.”
“The family’s got its own problems. We need to handle this ourselves.”
“Our only way out is to fight.”
Skinny said solemnly.
Fatty’s eyes flickered, deep in thought.
(End of Chapter 156)
