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As Liu Dingbang and Li Jieyu were about to fall victim to the assassin's gun, at that critical moment, Lijie acted. Lijie's hidden weapon skills were extraordinary; others didn't even see what she did before the assassin let out a muffled groan and dropped his gun to the floor. In disbelief, he raised his right hand, only to find a flying knife embedded in his palm, its sharp blade piercing through his entire hand, with bright red blood dripping down from the tip.
The assassin glanced at Lijie, then at Xin Yi, and finally at Liu Dingbang and Li Jieyu lying on the floor. He bent down to pick up the gun with his left hand and then kicked off from the window, disappearing without a trace. Xin Yi and the others did not wish to keep the assassin; in fact, this matter was originally none of their business. If it weren't for their acquaintance with Liu Dingbang and his wife, they wouldn't have intervened at all. They were just like that assassin, doing jobs for pay without regard for right or wrong, good or evil. Their only goal was to eliminate their target. Keeping the assassin alive wouldn't solve anything since he didn't even know who his employer was, and even if he did, he would never reveal it. This was a fundamental rule of the assassination industry. It was only because of their connection with Liu Dingbang and his wife that Xin Yi and the others decided to act after the incident. They had no idea what enemies Liu Dingbang had made that led someone to hire a professional assassin to take their lives. With three gunshot wounds to his chest, it seemed unlikely that Liu Dingbang would survive, but at least they managed to save Li Jieyu.
At this moment, Li Jieyu was kneeling on the floor, shaking Liu Dingbang, softly calling out, "Dingbang, Dingbang, wake up! Are you okay? Don't scare me."
The three of them stood by helplessly, unsure how to comfort Li Jieyu. Watching her husband fall under gunfire was a pain that couldn't be soothed by mere words of consolation. So they remained still, allowing Li Jieyu to stay by Liu Dingbang's side. Perhaps crying her heart out would be the best way to release her emotions. However, looking at Li Jieyu, she didn't seem overly sad; she appeared more worried as she continued calling out for Liu Dingbang. Suddenly, Liu Dingbang, lying on the floor, let out a groan and exhaled deeply before waking up.
The first thing Liu Dingbang said upon waking was, "Jieyu, are you okay? Is everything alright?"
"I'm fine. How do you feel now?" Li Jieyu replied. In those two short exchanges, the deep bond between them overflowed with emotion, touching Xin Yi and the others present. Lijie and Roxy couldn't help but glance at Xin Yi, silently pondering if they could also view each other as life itself like Liu Dingbang and his wife did.
At this moment, Xin Yi dared not meet the eyes of either Lijie or Roxy. In such a sensitive situation, seeking attention would only create trouble for herself. So she hurried over to where Liu Dingbang and his wife were. She saw that with Li Jieyu's support, Liu Dingbang had managed to sit up but looked pale as he continuously rubbed his gunshot wound with his right hand. Upon seeing that there was no blood flowing from the wound on his chest and noticing bullet holes in his clothing underneath, she realized he must be wearing a bulletproof vest underneath. A person who wore a bulletproof vest even while traveling with his wife clearly had an extraordinary background, and indeed someone had come to kill him; this indirectly proved how remarkable he was.
Kneeling beside Liu Dingbang, Xin Yi helped him sit up straight and asked, "Mr. Liu, are you alright? Do you need to go to the hospital or call the police?"
With support from both Xin Yi and Li Jieyu, Liu Dingbang sat back down on a bench and shook his head saying, "No need for that; I know what happened here; there's no need to alarm anyone else... By the way, Mr. Xin, it was you who saved us, right? Thank you!"
"This has nothing to do with us," Xin Yi shook her head in response. "Perhaps he saw we were many people and thought he had already hit you; that's why he fled in panic. We didn't do anything."
"Haha..." Liu Dingbang chuckled lightly and said to Xin Yi, "Regardless of whether you did anything or not, that assassin fled because of you all; I still want to thank you."
At this point, Lijie and Roxy approached as well. With a smile, Liu Dingbang said: "Thank you both for earlier; in such a situation, you didn't forget to pull Jieyu back a few steps with you. Haha... But judging by your quick reactions back then, I can tell you're not ordinary people; am I right?"
Xin Yi couldn't help but admire Liu Dingbang's observational skills upon hearing his words. In such a critical situation, he was able to carefully observe the reactions of several people and deduce that the three of them were definitely not ordinary individuals. Just this calm demeanor in the face of danger was not something an ordinary person could possess. Xin Yi chuckled and said, "Hehehe... Mr. Liu is just joking. Avoiding danger in an emergency is human instinct. Often, it has nothing to do with a person's reactions. On the contrary, Mr. Liu, you and your wife are out traveling yet still wearing bulletproof vests. Shouldn't it be you who is not an ordinary person?"
"Hahaha... that's interesting!" Liu Dingbang had already regained his composure and laughed heartily, "It seems this place is quite lively today; it turns out none of us here are ordinary people! I did not intend to deceive the three of you. I do hold a minor position in the military, and I have a bit of a bad temper that makes me hard to get along with, which has led many to see me as a thorn in their side, wanting to get rid of me quickly. So, to protect my old bones, I had no choice but to act cautiously! I truly apologize for making you three laugh at me!"
"Mr. Liu, please don't say that. As they say, 'the enemy is hidden while we are clear.' Seeking some appropriate protection is only natural. Why should we gamble our lives against the reputation of enemies lurking in the dark? Moreover, given Mr. Liu's status, if you really needed protection, you could easily arrange for dozens of people to follow you at any time. Yet you chose not to bring any attendants, which proves that Mr. Liu is an upright and honest person who has never done anything shameful; he wouldn't be startled even if ghosts called out at midnight. To be honest, I greatly admire your character!" Xin Yi's words seemed like a logical deduction from surface observations, but in reality, he was just talking nonsense. Regardless of whether Liu Dingbang was truly such a person or not, he figured it was best to flatter him; after all, he wouldn't turn hostile just because someone praised him. As long as he didn't suspect their identities, everything would be fine.
"Hahaha... Mr. Xin really knows how to speak!" Liu Dingbang replied, "Although I cannot claim to have never done anything wrong in my life, I believe I can still hold my head high before my conscience." He continued, "So, Mr. Xin can rest assured and tell me your identities. You saved my wife and me; I am certainly not the kind of person who repays kindness with malice. Even if we are enemies, until we meet on the battlefield face-to-face, we are still friends! Wouldn't you agree, Mr. Xin?"
Xin Yi maintained a calm expression while inwardly thinking: Do you think I'm foolish? If I reveal my identity and say I'm from the Heavenly Pride Nation here to undermine your Taiwan regime, would you still speak to me like this? You might immediately call for the entire town to be surrounded. Thus, Xin Yi decided to play dumb intentionally and replied, "Mr. Liu really shouldn't say that; we didn't do anything just now. As I mentioned earlier, that assassin probably saw that there were too many of us and got scared, so he ran away. Perhaps he suddenly remembered something at home—like leaving the faucet running or forgetting to add water to the rice cooker—and hurried back home instead. In any case, we didn't really understand what he meant; if we run into him again next time, should I ask him for you?"
"Hahaha... Mr. Xin really knows how to tell jokes." Not only Liu Dingbang, but everyone in the room laughed at this moment. Xin Yi was indeed clever; saying such things made it seem like he thought Liu Dingbang and his wife were fools. However, Xin Yi didn't think so; if he engaged in serious conversation now, it would easily elevate their identities into a political issue. But if the atmosphere remained light-hearted—especially since they had indeed saved him and his wife—it might resolve the matter amicably among neighbors and friends. Therefore, Xin Yi intentionally spoke this way.
"Hahaha..." Liu Dingbang continued laughing but suddenly his expression darkened as he pointed at the wall opposite them and coldly asked, "Then can Mr. Xin explain what this is about? Is it possible that the boss of this establishment got bored and stuck a chopstick into the wall? But I doubt this boss has that kind of skill; don't you think so, Mr. Xin?" The spot Liu Dingbang pointed at was where Xin Yi had used a chopstick as a projectile against the assassin earlier; the assassin had dodged it while the chopstick lodged itself into the wall. It was unexpected that this fellow's observational skills were indeed impressive—he even noticed such minute details.
"Right!" Xin Yi said with a confused look on his face: "If he's bored he shouldn't stick chopsticks into his own wall! Besides, how did he manage to stick it into the wall? If it were me trying to stick something in there, I'd definitely manage with braised pork."
Seeing that Xin Yi was deliberately avoiding the topic, Liu Dingbang ignored him and continued: "Now look here," he pointed at several small drops of blood on the floor, "this is blood left by that assassin; he was injured when shot by a chopstick in some part of his body! That's why he had no choice but to flee because he knew he wasn't a match for any of you three here! Am I right in my analysis?"
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