Chapter 666 Textbook Counterattack

s; she never thought this guy's mouth could be so venomous, pressing her relentlessly with just a few words.Zhang Mingqi watched all of this with great interest. She had no affection for Song Haixing...Chapter 666 Textbook Counterattack

"Mom, what are you doing" Hu Bin smiled and said, "How could I not agree with your words"

"After we go to America, let's really stop running around everywhere. Let's just return to China and never leave the country again, okay" The old lady’s voice carried a hint of sadness.

"Alright, Mom, whatever you say goes." Hu Bin bitterly smiled in his heart; his voice was dry. Once young and full of vigor, he believed that his life was controlled by him rather than fate, but later on, he realized there were countless things beyond his control. Even his so-called destiny and life were not within his grasp.

"The car is already outside. Let's pack up and leave."

Over the years, Hu Bin, who was originally silent and reserved, had become even colder. Only when facing his family did he speak a few more words.

The time passed with the wind, burying many things, including Hu Bin himself gradually forgetting that he once had such an impressive alias—Sang.

Sorrow of Dragon Scale.

"Let's go."

At this moment, a woman around thirty years old entered the room, her brows furrowed with faint worry: "We are all packed up and can leave at any time."

This was the Mei Mei that the old lady mentioned, Hu Bin’s wife. Over these years, she had accompanied him overseas without ever complaining once.

"Alright, let's go," Hu Bin patted his lover's shoulder, a complicated guilt flashing in his eyes.

When Hu Bin was about to load all the luggage onto the gray pickup truck at the door and prepare for departure, he encountered several unexpected guests.

The clothes these people were wearing instantly made Hu Bin’s eyes flash with cold light.

A few burly men, all dressed in uniforms of the US 101st Airborne Division without any rank insignia. Clearly, this was the casual wear of Dark Military Academy, and it looked just like ordinary mercenaries' attire. Over the past few years, Hu Bin had become extremely familiar with these clothes.

What were they here for

"Gentlemen, what brings you here" Hu Bin’s heart began to calm down but remained on high alert; clearly, these guys weren't there to see him off. They didn’t have that kind of goodwill.

"There was an explosion attack at the academy's warehouse yesterday. I don't think you're unaware of it," one of the burly men spoke up. He was a black man named Diop, who could be considered an intermediate instructor in Dark Military Academy and was several levels higher than Hu Bin.

At this moment, he had merely come to investigate under Qiang Dong Song's orders. Although it was just routine due diligence to rule out suspicion, for someone like Qiang Dong Song—who would rather err on the side of caution by eliminating thousands in case one person escapes—Hu Bin’s prospects looked grim.

To be eligible for suspicion was tantamount to being a major criminal. This was Qiang Dong Song's creed.

"What does it have to do with me Are you suspecting me I’m no longer part of the military academy," Hu Bin said calmly, relying on his martial prowess, these people couldn't interest him. In the ranks of this military academy, nobody knew that the thin man standing before them with a lower rank than theirs was one of the world's renowned assassination experts and could take all of them down in no time.

"That’s exactly what I’m doing," the black burly man Diop said without hesitation. He generally didn't have much goodwill toward Chinese people or East Asians: "You just quit your job, and a major case happened at the academy shortly after. You're under suspicion, and you must come back with us for questioning."

"I don't have time." Hu Bin's expression gradually darkened. He knew this was the standard method used by the military academy; he had been there for so long and naturally understood it very well. If an investigation did not yield any results, he might even be made a scapegoat.

"If you refuse to accept the investigation, I have every right to shoot you on the spot." Diop pulled back the bolt of his assault rifle, its black barrel ready to spew flames at any moment.

The others, seeing Diop take action, leisurely took out their guns as well. Although they had worked with Hu Bin before, they always harbored a deep-seated contempt for Easterners and never treated them kindly.

"Shoot me on the spot" Hu Bin sneered. "I advise you to let me go now. I have an appointment with an American doctor. If you cause me to miss my scheduled time, the consequences will be far beyond what you can handle!"

Hu Bin's voice carried a hint of coldness that gave Diop a sudden illusion, as if the chill in this man’s words could bring endless danger.

"I am really curious about why you are so eager to leave," said Diop, who held his gun and was not anxious. With so many people surrounding him, could this guy actually fly away

Even if he could fly, Diop would shoot him down from midair!

"Don't stop me." Hu Bin knew there was no point in arguing with these people. So after saying that, his figure suddenly moved!

Bending low and springing up, Hu Bin charged straight at Diop like a cannonball!

The tall Diop never expected Hu Bin to actually launch an attack out of the blue; he was completely caught off guard. Add to this that Hu Bin’s speed was incredibly fast: in just a blink of an eye, Hu Bin had already reached him!

In the next second, Diop felt his elbow go numb and his wrist lose strength as the assault rifle slipped from his grasp!

At the same time, Shāng, or Hú Bīn's other hand, turned into a fist and heavily struck Dí Oupō under his ribs!

Crack! Crack!

The crisp sounds echoed continuously. The intense pain in his ribs made Dí Oupō see black spots before his eyes and nearly faint.

Even if he could still stay conscious, his legs had already turned to jelly and he was unable to muster any strength!

"Whoever dares to move another inch will die. I'll kill him," Hú Bīn held a gun in one hand while choking Dí Oupō's neck with the other, his voice cold as ice: "Anyone who gets in my way must die."

This series of actions was completed in an instant! The military academy personnel hadn't expected that the taciturn Chinese man they had worked alongside would possess such terrifying speed and combat capability. Before they could react, he had already taken control of their instructor!

From initiating to seizing the gun, injuring someone, and then taking a hostage, everything happened smoothly like flowing water, leaving everyone dazzled—it was堪稱教科書式的反擊！

(literally: textbook-style counterattack!)

Dí Oupō, who appeared robust and fierce, felt utterly powerless under Hú Bīn's hands!

"You...you really hid your strength!" Dí Oupō struggled to say while being choked.

: Back from Hainan. Thanks for the warm reception by Zuo Huai and Old Liǔ. Getting married is like going to war, busy as hell! Next week back at work. The chapters released these days are scheduled. Thank you all for your votes and blessings. I am deeply grateful. Here's a kiss. Next, Lìyàn will adjust my state and update diligently. Thanks again for your support.r successful bachelors. However, none of them had ever made her feel like this man did; Song Ziyè always looked down on the suitors with high standards and expectations, but this time, she was deeply...