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Several burly men, panting heavily, burst in, shouting loudly. Xu Li quietly counted; there were four distinct voices, not ruling out the possibility that some remained silent. As he waited, an angry voice echoed from the living room.
"Find Irkutsk for me, and make sure to locate those bastards!"
The corners of Xu Li's mouth curled slightly beneath his mask as he tightened his grip on the shotgun. Stealthily, he emerged from the bathroom. Hearing the men's voices growing closer, he stepped out, gun raised, and unleashed a barrage at the group of men wielding Wu Yan.
The last two shots shattered Makarov's legs. Watching the two men on the ground howl in pain but still alive, he stepped forward and crushed the nose of one hefty man with his foot, then casually shot him again. He couldn't let that fat man's brothers suffer!
He stomped down on Makarov's arms: crack, crack.
Ignoring the man's cries of agony, he grabbed him by the back of his collar and dragged him out. When they reached the elevator, it stopped once along the way. An elderly woman carrying two bags of trash looked at Xu Li in surprise, then at the bloodied man in the elevator.
The old lady shrugged and tilted her head, stepping into the elevator. "Child, are you capturing a criminal?"
Xu Li was taken aback by her boldness but politely nodded. "This bastard is a major drug dealer; we've been tracking him for nearly half a month."
"Thank you for your hard work, child."
The old lady set down her trash bags and hugged Xu Li around his sturdy waist. "I have a son as tall as you, but he sacrificed himself in Gronzy. Whenever I see outstanding kids like you, I always think of my son."
"May God bless you!" Xu Li replied.
He bent down and gently patted her back. Her calling him "child" made her eyes well up with tears. As the elevator doors opened, she stepped aside. "Thank you, child!"
Xu Li dragged Makarov into a black van with its doors wide open. The old lady wiped away a tear from her eye as she exited the elevator and reached the first floor. Just as she opened the door, she was pushed into a corner by a group of uniformed men.
Annoyed, she lightly hit the young officer in front of her twice. "I still need to take out my trash; you pesky kids."
The young officer smiled helplessly at her. "Grandma, we need to ensure public safety."
"Is that so? I just heard explosions downstairs; I thought it was an attack."
"Close enough."
The old lady pursed her lips in silence. When the elevator doors opened again, those men rushed into the apartment. She peeked inside curiously and frowned at the overwhelming stench of blood before pressing the button for the first floor without further ado.
Around nine o'clock that night, several black vans regrouped at an abandoned factory where an entire family had been killed in Alexander's territory. Bloodied like a butchered pig, Makarov's legs were bound to prevent this Maozi from bleeding out too much.
"Let my child go! Let him go! Let him go!"
"Dad!" sobbed one of them.
Seeing them huddled together in despair, Xu Li removed his mask and lit a cigarette, taking slow drags as he observed. The chubby boy and a teenage girl looked at him in shock. "You are their father from Siberian Brothers."
It’s me.
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