I really don't want to be an official if I transmigrate into Qi Tongwei's life.

Chapter 321 A Grand and Fierce Battle

In a split second, Qi Tongwei decisively chose to jump out of the car, his body running ahead while his soul chased after him, a thrilling and dangerous moment.

A loud bang.

Qi Tongwei's beloved little car was smashed into a pile of scrap metal. The power of the dump truck was so great that even Transformers would be decapitated.

Immediately, four hooded men rushed out of the van, each wielding an AK47, and began firing wildly at Qi Tongwei, relentlessly pursuing him to the death.

Qi Tongwei instantly transformed into Yan Shuangying, a man who would dodge bullets. Who else could do that?

Bang bang bang.

Qi Tongwei desperately fled amidst a hail of bullets, raising his hand to shoot a hooded man in the head.

"Kill him!"

Three hooded men opened fire on Qi Tongwei like madmen. Qi Tongwei leaped under the dump truck, made a beautiful turn, and shot another hooded man in the head. He then pushed off with his feet, rolled over the dump truck, and ran faster than a rabbit.

Chen Zhihu, Black Panther, and Zuo Dao also caught up. Qi Tongwei scrambled into a vegetable field, while the five men behind him, armed with AK47s, ran after him, determined to kill him.

Bang bang bang.

Bullets whizzed past, their piercing sounds cutting through the night. Qi Tongwei raced ahead, his adrenaline surging, while the poor cabbages at his feet were trampled and ruined—what a tragedy!

"Chase them! Chase them quickly!"

Chen Zhihu was furious. That damned Qi Tongwei was like an eel; he couldn't be killed even after all this. It was simply unbelievable.

Holy crap, Qi Tongwei stepped on a cabbage, slipped, lost his balance, and in the instant he fell, he used the faint moonlight to blow another hooded man's head off.

"Kill him! Kill him for me!"

Chen Zhihu unleashed a barrage of fire at the spot where Qi Tongwei had fallen, and the others joined in. The poor cabbage was more badly injured than if it had been bitten by insects, with fresh cabbage leaves flying everywhere.

Qi Tongwei rolled around on the ground dodging bullets, knocking over all the cabbages on the ground and getting his mouth full of cabbage leaves.

boom.

With perfect aim, Qi Tongwei once again blew a hooded man's head off. This bastard just happened to run into the muzzle of his gun; he was just unlucky.

"Fuck your mother!"

Another henchman died, and Chen Zhihu was furious. He changed the magazine and continued firing. At night, whether he could hit the target was entirely up to luck, but Qi Tongwei, that bastard, was incredibly lucky.

"Damn it, I slapped a piece of dog shit." Qi Tongwei felt nauseous. "Damn it, this is worse than being killed."

Qi Tongwei lay down on the ground and quickly wiped his hands on the cabbages. What a waste of all those cabbages!

After emptying a magazine, Chen Zhihu quickly lay down. Qi Tongwei's marksmanship was too abnormal; he had to be on guard.

Immediately, none of the four people in the vegetable garden dared to show their faces, and an unusual silence fell over the place.

Qi Tongwei grabbed a handful of dirt, threw it out, and then quickly rolled into a pit.

Bang bang bang.

Left Knife and Black Panther fired simultaneously, unleashing a fierce barrage. Left Knife, more cautious than Black Panther, lay prone on the ground, while Black Panther, unable to contain his anger, stood up.

boom.

Qi Tongwei seized the opportunity and shot Black Panther in the chest. Black Panther immediately fell down. Fortunately, he was wearing a bulletproof vest, but the impact of the bullet almost made him gasp for breath. If he had asthma, he would have died on the spot.

Chen Zhihu and Zuo Dao immediately approached Black Panther, while Qi Tongwei grabbed a handful of dirt and threw it out, this time without attracting gunfire.

"Brother, what kind of gang are you involved in? Are you a big shot from out of town, or a local tyrant?"

Chen Zhihu was so angry that he was about to stand up, but Zuo Dao grabbed him and pressed him down.

"Captain Chen, don't act rashly. This bastard is deliberately trying to provoke you. Don't fall for his tricks."

That shot just now still makes Black Panther feel lingering fear. If that bastard Qi Tongwei had blown his head off, he would be a warm corpse right now.

"What do we do now? The longer this drags on, the worse it will be for us."

Chen Zhihu angrily slammed his fist on the cabbage, shouting, "Then let's keep going! We're wearing bulletproof vests, what are we afraid of?"

Zuo Dao was very rational. "Captain Chen, I suggest we retreat. That bastard is definitely stalling for time; the police will be here soon."

Despite being so well-prepared, Chen Zhihu was unwilling to accept that he couldn't kill Qi Tongwei. He was extremely unwilling.

Of course, if it were someone else, they would have died under the dump truck long ago, and might be a pile of minced meat by now.

"I refuse to believe this bastard is that lucky."

Bang bang bang.

Chen Zhihu fired wildly in anger, yelling, "Get out here! You get the hell out here!"

Qi Tongwei felt the voice was familiar, "Chen Zhihu, you fucking quit being a cop and became a hitman instead!"

Chen Zhihu was shocked. That bastard Qi Tongwei recognized him. He had to die.

The three men stood up abruptly and, in a desperate move, opened fire wildly in the direction of the sound.

bang bang.

The gunfire on the other side stopped, and Qi Tongwei shot Chen Zhihu, who was standing in the middle, twice in succession. Blood splattered the moment the bullets entered his neck.

Ahhh.

Chen Zhihu clutched his neck, crying out in pain. Zuo Dao leaped forward and tackled him to the ground, quickly pressing his hand against his neck to stop the bleeding.

The bleeding was unstoppable; a bullet had hit a major artery, and even a miracle couldn't save him.

The fear of death enveloped Chen Zhihu. He was about to die, and suddenly he truly understood what fear meant.

He regretted it; he should have listened to his uncle's arrangements and shouldn't have acted rashly to kill Qi Tongwei.

Chen Zhihu didn't want to die. He was still so young, with a bright future ahead of him, and his family had more money than he could ever spend. He shouldn't have bothered with that bastard Qi Tongwei.

That bastard is like someone who has nothing to lose and isn't afraid of those who have shoes on. It's not worth risking one life for another.

Zuo Dao calmly pressed on Chen Zhihu's neck, knowing full well that with such a large amount of bleeding, the person would die soon.

Black Panther panicked. How could this happen? His flawless ambush had been turned around by that bastard Qi Tongwei. He couldn't accept it and had no way to explain it to Chen Wenxiong.

"Call me uncle/aunt and avenge me!"

Chen Zhihu spat out a mouthful of blood, and with all his might, he finished speaking in a stammering voice. His eyes widened, he stretched out his leg, and breathed his last.

His soul drifted in the air, struggling against the thought of following the Black and White Impermanence to meet the King of Hell.

Qi Tongwei, that bastard, lay motionless on the ground. No matter how much Chen Zhihu struggled, he couldn't break free from the grasp of the Black and White Impermanence. He wanted to strangle Qi Tongwei, he wanted to die with Qi Tongwei, but unfortunately, the distance between them grew farther and farther until they disappeared into the endless darkness.

"I'm going to kill him."

Chen Zhihu is dead. Black Panther is blinded by rage, and now he only wants to fight Qi Tongwei to the death.

Bang bang bang.

Black Panther, brandishing an AK-47, fired wildly, yelling, "Come out here! I'm going to fight you to the death!"

Chen Zhihu's body must not be left behind. Zuo Dao immediately carried Chen Zhihu on his back and ran away. Black Panther was a wanted criminal anyway, so his death was no big deal.

Qi Tongwei lay on the ground, waiting for an opportunity. He didn't believe that this bastard had that many bullets.

"Come out, get out here!"

I'm going to kill you.

After Black Panther finished one magazine, he immediately switched to another. He was an orphan who grew up in Chenjia Village, so what did it matter if he risked his life for Chenjia Village?

Chen Zhihu is dead. He has no face to go back and see Chen Wenxiong, so he might as well make one last desperate attempt and die a spectacular death.