mchenry-crisis.org Chapter 1489 You're a Waste
Chapter 1489 You're a Waste
The manic and bizarre smile on Lin Xiuya's face had just bloomed, and the last "de" was still floating in the sea breeze.
Chen Jun's pupils suddenly contracted! It wasn't the contraction of facing a threat, but an instinctive reaction when he caught a deadly danger signal! His body moved faster than his mind!
Without the slightest hesitation, and without even analyzing the yield and detonation method of the bomb on the other party—in that split second, any analysis would be suicidal!
"Whoosh-!"
Chen Jun's figure was like a black lightning bolt that tore through the air in an instant, leaving only a blurry afterimage in his place! In a fraction of a second, he had already crossed several meters and rushed to Lin Xiuya, who had his arms outstretched and a smile frozen on his face!
He didn't try to dismantle it, didn't look for cover, and didn't even try to cover the other person's mouth!
The simplest! The most direct! The most brutal!
Chen Jun's left hand shot out like an iron clamp, grabbing Lin Xiuya's suit jacket and digging his fingers deep into the fabric! The expensive suit was as fragile as paper in his hands! At the same time, his right foot, like a battering ram, kicked Lin Xiuya hard in the stomach!
"drink!"
A deep exhale rang out!
Before Lin Xiuya could even scream, he was lifted off the ground like a weightless duck being grabbed by the neck, and Chen Jun swung him up with one hand! Chen Jun exerted his strength in his waist and abdomen, his arm muscles bulging, and with a swift spin, he hurled Lin Xiuya toward the outside of the cargo ship, away from the hull and the dense crowd below, onto the open sea!
This throw used all of Chen Jun's explosive power! Lin Xiuya's body drew a desperate parabola in the air, flying far away from the cargo ship's deck and plummeting towards the dark sea!
Just as Lin Xiuya's body left the edge of the cargo ship, when it was still twenty or thirty meters above the sea surface—
“Boom——!!!!!”
A massive, blazing, and instantly blinding and deafening orange-red fireball exploded in mid-air! The deafening explosion seemed to overturn the entire dock! The violent shockwave, carrying scorching air and deadly metal fragments, spread wildly in all directions in a spherical shape!
The cargo ship rocked violently, and the portholes shattered with a series of cracking sounds! The shockwave created a huge crater in the sea below, followed by towering waves! The scorching heat even reached the deck, making Chen Jun's clothes flutter wildly and his hair dance wildly behind him.
The explosion's light briefly illuminated the night as if it were daytime before extinguishing in an instant, leaving only billowing smoke and a flurry of burning "raindrops"—the last traces of Lin Xiuyai's existence.
Fireworks? No, these are death fireworks from hell, lit with life and madness!
Old Wen scrambled onto the deck, his face deathly pale, his voice trembling: "Boss! Boss!! Are you alright?! Holy crap!! This madman had a bomb strapped to his body!! And it was remotely or sensor-activated?! We almost...we almost..." He was too terrified to finish, his forehead covered in cold sweat. As the operation commander, his failure to detect the explosives on the target beforehand was a major dereliction of duty, and it almost put Chen Jun in a desperate situation.
Chen Jun stood still, slowly lowering his arm, which was slightly numb from exerting force, letting the cold sea breeze and the heat wave carrying the smell of gunpowder brush against his cheeks. He looked at the crimson mass on the distant sea that was rapidly spreading and then swallowed by the waves, his eyes colder than the bottomless black water beneath his feet.
"I'm fine." He shook his head, his voice calm, but those who knew him well could hear the suppressed rage and... a hint of self-reflection beneath that calm.
We were definitely careless. We never expected those who infiltrated from "The Abyss" to act in such extreme ways, so utterly suicidal. These aren't just desperados; they're a group of completely brainwashed lunatics who see themselves as weapons!
"It seems that the 'Abyss' organization, from top to bottom, is full of complete madmen," Chen Jun coldly concluded, turning his gaze away from the blood-red sea.
However, just as the echoes of the explosion were still reverberating on the sea, and before everyone could fully recover from the sudden suicide attack—
Chen Jun's body stiffened almost imperceptibly for a moment.
His "hacker space" perception did not relax after the explosion; instead, it instantly reached its peak! A feeling like being watched by a cold, venomous snake in the dark, like a subtle electric current, suddenly pierced his sensory network!
It didn't come from the sea, from inside the cargo ship, or from the team members who were on high alert nearby.
From a more distant place, from the outskirts of the dock, from that land divided by streetlights and shadows!
An informant! An accomplice! Or... an "eye" sent to confirm the results!
"Heh..." Chen Jun's lips curled into an extremely cold smile. "Not bad... still not giving up."
He turned sharply and quickly gave orders to the still-shaken Lao Wen, his words as fast as bullets: "This is your job! Take control of the scene, arrest people, clean up the evidence, investigate! Dig up every possible clue, even if it means digging three feet into the ground!"
"Boss, you..." Old Wen was taken aback.
Chen Jun didn't give him any chance to ask questions or dissuade him. Before he finished speaking, he had already sprung into action like a cheetah that had spotted its prey! He leaped off the edge of the deck!
Instead of jumping into the sea, he precisely stepped on a protruding structure on the outer wall of the cargo ship during the fall, using the force to leap again, and landed directly on the concrete ground of the dock a few meters away with a lightness that almost defied the laws of physics!
He landed silently, and then his legs unleashed terrifying power, transforming him into a black arrow tearing through the night, hurtling towards the direction outside the dock, towards the area where he had sensed the spying! His speed was so great that he left behind a series of blurry afterimages and a sudden gust of wind!
Outside the pier, a famous seaside "Lovers' Road" stretches out. The sea breeze is cool at night, the streetlights are dim, the shadows of the trees sway, and occasionally you can see people taking a walk or jogging.
A young man, wearing a tight-fitting sports vest, with a muscular build and a sweatband tied around his forehead, is facing a stylishly dressed girl beside him, patting his chest and sporting a confident smile.
"Let me tell you, I'm the champion of the Donghai City Marathon! I just won it last month! Look at my physical condition, my endurance, my explosive power... If you date me, you'll definitely be satisfied, and you'll feel incredibly safe! I'll take you running from now on, I guarantee it..."
He hasn't finished speaking yet.
"brush--!"
A black shadow, moving with incredible speed and accompanied by a gust of wind, flashed past him almost touching his side!
The young man felt a blur before his eyes, a powerful gust of air almost knocking him off balance, and all he heard was a whoosh of wind! When he turned around in astonishment, he saw a lithe figure under a streetlamp rapidly shrinking and almost disappearing into the darkness, vanishing around the corner at a speed he couldn't comprehend!
"What the hell?!"
The young man's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and he instinctively swore. What the hell?! That was... a person?! How could a person run that fast?! That speed, a 100-meter dash would definitely be under 10 seconds, right?! No, it could be even more incredible!
"Damn it! You want to race me?!" he roared, ignoring the girl beside him. He mustered all his strength, swung his two long legs, which he considered strong, and chased after the direction where the figure had disappeared!
He was the third-place finisher in the Donghai City Marathon and had great confidence in his long-distance running ability! He refused to believe that such explosive speed could be sustained!
However, reality soon gave him a loud slap in the face.
He chased for less than two hundred meters before the dark figure completely disappeared from his sight, not even its taillights could be seen. No matter how hard he gritted his teeth and sprinted, no matter how he adjusted his breathing, the distance not only didn't close, but he was left further and further behind, until he couldn't even hear the wind it created.
The young man, panting heavily, stopped, supporting himself on his knees, his face filled with disbelief and frustration.
At this moment, the girl he had left standing there walked over unhurriedly, her face displaying undisguised mockery and disappointment. She sized up the young man, who was panting like a dead dog and looked utterly disheveled, then curled her lip and spoke in a clear, crisp voice:
"waste."
"And he calls himself a champion, with strong physical abilities? A source of security?"
"People run right past you, and you don't even get a whiff of their exhaust fumes!"
"I hate dishonest men who love to brag!"
"This blind date was a failure!"
"Never again!"
After saying that, the girl haughtily tossed her hair, turned around, and walked away in her high heels, leaving the young man standing there, his face turning red and white, filled with shame and indignation.
"I...I must have seen a ghost!" The young man watched the girl's retreating figure, then looked in the direction the shadow had disappeared, feeling incredibly frustrated. But more than being called "useless" by the girl and failing his blind date, he felt a shock that shattered his worldview and a strong sense of curiosity.
"Humans...can they really run that fast?" he muttered to himself. "I'm a solid top-three runner in the city...No! I have to find out!"
A strange stubbornness welled up inside him, and he disregarded everything else. He started walking again, continuing along Lovers' Road in the direction where the mysterious dark figure had disappeared. Although he knew he definitely wouldn't catch up, he was unwilling to give up and wanted to see if he could discover anything else.
He didn't know how long he had been running; his lungs felt like bellows, and his legs felt like lead. Just when he was almost about to give up and find a place to rest—
Not far ahead, under a streetlamp, at the edge of a small square at a fork in the road, he saw a scene that almost froze his blood.
The man in the black uniform who was as fast as a ghost was now holding a thin man by the collar with one hand, slamming him against a thick palm tree trunk like a chick.
The thin man, dressed in inconspicuous gray clothes, was deathly pale, his eyes filled with terror, and his body trembled violently. Even more horrifying, a menacing military knife was embedded in his right thigh! The blade was mostly buried, and blood was trickling down his trouser leg, pooling in a small puddle on the ground.
The man in the black uniform, who now appeared elegant under the streetlights yet exuded a chilling aura, leaned slightly closer to the thin man's ear. His voice was soft, yet carried a calmness that could freeze one's soul:
"Run."
"Why don't you run away?"
"Tell me, what other strongholds does 'The Abyss' have in the East China Sea? Where are they hidden?"
The thin man's lips trembled, and his eyes darted around, as if he was still plotting something else.
The man in the black uniform seemed to read his mind, a cold smile curving his lips. He raised his free left hand, revealing a palm-sized electronic device that glowed a faint red light. Exposed wires and a countdown timer were flashing—00:07, 00:06…
"Don't even think about detonating the bomb."
The man in the black uniform spoke in a calm tone.
"Feel sorry."
"I've already taken it off for you."
After saying that, he flicked his wrist.
"Click."
A soft sound.
He casually tossed the bomb, which was flashing an ominous red light, onto the concrete ground beside him with a loud thud. The countdown timer on it froze at 00:03.
The bomb lay there silently, the red light still flashing, but it would never explode again.
The last glimmer of hope and madness in the thin man's eyes was completely extinguished, leaving only boundless fear and despair.
The young man hid behind the shadows of a tree in the distance, covering his mouth tightly, afraid to make the slightest sound. His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of his chest! He looked at the man in the black uniform, at the bleeding prisoner at his feet and the defused bomb beside him, and felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head!
That's not someone who runs fast at all...
That was clearly... a demon that had walked out of hell!