Everyone was shocked by the scene before them. Someone was shooting people in broad daylight, just like in a Hollywood blockbuster.
The crowd that had initially wanted to help the victim scattered in all directions, fearing they would be hit by stray bullets.
Just as Yang Jian thought he was doomed, a black commercial van sped towards them.
"Boom."
With a loud crash, the van flipped the white sedan and, without slowing down, hit the assassin who was preparing to fire the fifth shot.
The assassin tumbled through the air in a 360-degree spin before crashing heavily onto the road. His body twitched a few times and then lay still. With such a severe impact, his chances of survival were slim.
The commercial van stopped after hitting the assassin. To Yang Jian's surprise, it was Jun Jun who got out.
Wielding a telescopic baton, he quickly rushed to the bulletproof car and began smashing at the shattered glass.
After more than ten forceful blows, all aimed at the impact points of the fourth shot, the bulletproof glass finally broke.
"Brother Jian, don't move."
Seeing Yang Jian struggling, Jun Jun quickly pulled out a dagger he carried, slashed open the airbags one by one, and then dragged Yang Jian out of the driver's seat.
"Brother Jian, can you walk?"
Jun Jun put away his baton and dagger and prepared to help Yang Jian up.
"I'm fine, let's go quickly, it's not safe here yet."
Yang Jian moved his limbs and found he was uninjured.
The two quickly rushed towards the commercial van as police sirens could be heard in the distance.
Despite the severe damage from the collision, the front of the commercial van was still drivable. Jun Jun drove the vehicle directly over the assassin, ensuring he had no chance of survival.
Then, weaving around the white sedan and the heavy truck, they sped away from the scene.
"Brother Zheng, I was ambushed near Prince Hotel. My bulletproof car was hit and ended up in the median. The police are already at the scene. Can you arrange for someone to handle the aftermath?"
After calming himself down, Yang Jian, sitting in the back seat, called Bai Zheng first. His car was at the accident scene, so the cleanup would have to be handled by him, as he couldn't directly face the police.
"Ambushed? Little Yang, how are you? Are you injured?"
On the other end of the phone, Bai Zheng's tone was anxious.
"I'm fine. A brother came to rescue me, and I'm already far from the scene."
"That's good. Come back first, and I'll handle the rest."
"Thanks, Brother Zheng. We'll go to the suburbs to dispose of this car first, and then we'll take a taxi back."
After hanging up, Yang Jian sighed deeply, grateful to have escaped death's door once again.
The two drove the commercial van out of the city and sold it at a scrap metal yard for three thousand yuan.
It was a car with fake plates that Buddha had used during past cases. It was later left on Phoenix Street, so the police wouldn't be able to track it.
Moreover, within a few days, the car would be dismantled, and all records would be erased.
"Jun Jun, why did you show up so suddenly?"
After dealing with the car, they walked to find a nearby bus stop. The area was quite remote, and taxis were hard to find. Yang Jian asked as they walked.
"Ma Yuan alerted me. He said Fang Zhicheng's son wouldn't have his first birthday until October. According to their local customs, they wouldn't hold a banquet months in advance. This was too unusual.
Considering the recent events and the significant loss the Xiang family suffered, I knew they wouldn't let it go. I thought it might not be safe for you to go out alone, so I followed you in my car. I didn't expect something like this to happen."
Jun Jun felt a chill of fear. The events of the day were too dangerous; if he hadn't come, Yang Jian would have surely died.
Yang Jian nodded. "Ma Yuan is quite sharp. It was worth bringing him up."
"Brother Jian, what happened in the hotel? Why did you come out right after going in?"
"As soon as I entered, Fang Zhicheng warned me that it was dangerous inside. I pretended to take a call and left. There were two to three hundred people inside, and I estimate half of them were after me. If he hadn't warned me in time, I probably would have been chopped into meat paste."
"Damn it, they're too ruthless. This is a serial assassination attempt! They lured you into the hotel to kill you with a mob.
When they saw you leave the hotel, they immediately notified the truck to hit you. Fearing you weren't dead, the assassin moved in to finish you off. If you hadn't been driving a bulletproof car, this plan would have been unsolvable, and you would have been dead."
"Exactly. If you hadn't knocked the assassin away in the end, I wouldn't have survived either. They calculated everything, but they didn't account for me driving a bulletproof car, nor did they expect you to come to my rescue and directly kill the assassin."
"Brother Jian, do you think the Xiang family did this? But how did they get involved with Fang Zhicheng? It's only been a few days, and they've already figured out your relationship with Fang Zhicheng."
"This matter is likely not just planned by the Xiang family. The Xichuan Gang must also be involved, otherwise, the Xiang family wouldn't have been able to obtain my information so quickly."
"Damn Fang Zhicheng, I'll kill him later."
Yang Jian shook his head. "Fang Zhicheng was probably coerced, otherwise, he wouldn't have warned me. This is either Zheng Jingfa or Qin Ming colluding with the Xiang family, jointly planning this almost foolproof serial assassination."
"Then let's wipe out the Xichuan Gang. Otherwise, we'll never feel safe."
"Let's talk about it when we get back. We should first hear Bai Zheng's opinion. He's a local, so he's more familiar with the situation."
The two took a bus and then a taxi back to Xintai Entertainment City.
Bai Zheng was out, and even A Bao was not there. Yang Jian didn't call them, but he explained the events to A Feng and A Nan, telling them to be more vigilant when going out.
By the end of the workday, neither Bai Zheng nor A Bao had returned to the company. Yang Jian had to take A Feng's car home.
Less than ten minutes after arriving home, Ma Yuan also returned.
"Brother Yang, are you okay?"
Ma Yuan looked Yang Jian up and down as soon as he entered the house.
Yang Jian patted his shoulder. "I'm fine. Why are you back so late?"
"Brother Yang, we were held at the hotel all afternoon. We only heard about a serious traffic accident and shooting on the road in front of the hotel. I guessed it had something to do with you because I saw you leave the hotel, and the incident happened shortly after.
"You were held at the hotel? Who held you?"
"The police held us. After the incident, the police sealed off that entire street and conducted a thorough search. We were also asked to stay at the hotel for questioning because the vehicles involved in the incident had left the hotel parking lot."
"Did they find out anything?"
"I don't know. The people in the hotel didn't see the crime scene, only heard a few gunshots. They don't know anything else."
"Do you know how many people died at the scene?"
"I don't know either. We were just released. The road has already reopened."
It seemed Ma Yuan didn't know much. Yang Jian would have to check the news tomorrow or ask Bai Zheng.