Guns and Coffee in the World of Science

Chapter 223 Ireland

The atmosphere in Fountain Square was so oppressive that it was suffocating.

The smoke of battle had already filled the air, and the corpses and bloodstains around were still a vivid reminder of the brutal confrontation just now.

Chen Shuo took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the turbid air.

Faced with the mess before him, his heartbeat gradually calmed down, and every nerve in his body seemed to be regaining the familiar clarity and calmness.

He looked up at the truck that was riddled with bullet holes, and felt a little scared.

Xiao Ai was still in the carriage. He knew that she was safe at the moment, but he also knew that he could not let his guard down easily. Now was obviously not the time to relax.

"You should have taken action just now. I was actually very weak just now."

Chen Shuo said calmly, his voice low and steady.

He didn't look back, but just took a deep look at the carriage, trying to comfort someone he couldn't see.

However, the voice that responded to him was not Xiao Ai's, but a deep male voice full of provocation and ridicule.

"Wouldn't that be boring?"

The voice had a frivolous sneer, as if looking at a prey about to fall into a trap.

Chen Shuo's pupils narrowed slightly. He was not surprised, but turned slowly and locked his eyes on the blond man who walked out of the shadows.

The man was tall, with strong muscles wrapped in a tight black T-shirt. He had a cold and evil smile on his face, his hands in his trouser pockets, and his steps were leisurely and confident.

Every step he took was like stepping on a lone walker in the ruins, as if he was the real protagonist of this game. He looked at Chen Shuo as if he was looking at a prey that fell into his trap.

Chen Shuo raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes still cold.

"It's been a long time since I've been looked at like this. Why don't you introduce yourself?"

The man had an exaggerated expression and bowed with feigned humility, but his eyes could not conceal the disgusting arrogance and mockery.

"I'm so sorry for being so rude. I can't control myself when I think about killing the famous 'Wu Chen' with my own hands. Let me introduce myself. You can call me 'Ireland'."

Chen Shuo narrowed his eyes slightly, and a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Irish whiskey? Are you from that organization?"

"Yes."

Ireland nodded, a dangerous glint in his eye.

Chen Shuo narrowed his eyes thoughtfully and was silent for a second: "Really...you just came here empty-handed?"

Ireland chuckled and spread his hands out, giving an innocent look.

"No need for weapons..."

After saying this, he suddenly clenched his fists, his arm muscles bulging, and his eyes suddenly showed murderous intent: "I just want to crush you with my own hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ireland's figure flashed and disappeared into thin air, leaving a trail of afterimage as he pounced towards Chen Shuo. His speed was so fast that it almost made the air stagnate.

Chen Shuo had almost no time to react, but his perception was extremely sharp.

In a state of extreme concentration, he felt that Ireland's attack slowed down like a slow motion, and everything in front of him seemed to be stretched.

His reaction also accelerated instantly, and his entire body's movements were almost synchronized with time.

"Buzz!"

The sound of air being torn apart suddenly rang out, and Ireland's fist smashed into Chen Shuo's chest with unparalleled force.

Although Chen Shuo reacted quickly, he still couldn't dodge it completely. He could only raise his arm to block the attack in a very short time.

"boom!"

Chen Shuo's body was suddenly knocked away, and violent vibrations spread throughout his body. The bones in his right hand made a slight crisp sound, and a suffocating pain in his chest almost made him lose his breath, but the feeling of accelerated blood flow was even more intense.

He forced himself not to retreat and blocked the blow with all his might, bending his legs and standing firm under the pressure.

Although his body was slightly dislocated, his instantaneous reaction allowed him to regain his balance. With a flick of his wrist, he aimed the Glock 17 at Ireland's head and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

However, Ireland's speed was astonishingly fast. The moment Chen Shuo shot, he leaped backwards like a ghost and disappeared from Chen Shuo's sight in an instant.

Chen Shuo's heart skipped a beat as he realized he was being suppressed.

Ireland's strength, speed and skill were clearly beyond his expectations.

Chen Shuo rubbed the place on his chest where he was hit, and felt a slight pain.

He gently twisted his injured wrist and adjusted his breathing.

He turned his head slightly to look at Ireland, who was standing on the roof of a car.

Ireland was like a beast waiting for its prey, his eyes were cold and fierce, fixed on Chen Shuo.

"You seem to hate me very much, but I don't think it's because of the so-called organization..."

Chen Shuo spoke slowly, his eyes still calm and focused: "Do we have any personal grudges?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Ireland's eyes, as if he had not expected Chen Shuo to speak so calmly. Then he showed an even more twisted smile, his voice low and hostile.

"Yeah~~~ I want to crush every bone of yours all the time! Do you still remember the person you killed at the memorial service for a certain director in Tokyo?"

Chen Shuo tilted his head slightly, his eyes darkened, and he seemed to be recalling something from the past.

"Oh~~"

He seemed to suddenly realize something, as if he had thought of something.

Ireland's smile became even more eerie, and he suddenly pulled out a sharp dagger from his waist. The blade reflected a faint light, carrying a sense of danger that could not be ignored.

"Yes, I am..."

Before he could finish his words, Chen Shuo interrupted him directly.

"Are you from the FBI? A friend of Akai Shuichi?"

Chen Shuo answered without hesitation, his tone confident, as if he knew what Ireland was going to say next.

This sentence caused the scene to fall into an eerie silence.

Ireland froze for a moment, his eyes narrowing, his pupils becoming narrow almost instantly, as if he had been directly stung.

"are you kidding me?"

He growled coldly, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Ireland's eyes held a hint of reminiscence.

"That Masuyama Kenzo whom you killed... the one I considered my father... Pisco...

"Sorry to interrupt..." At this moment, Chen Shuo smiled faintly, with a hint of ridicule and disdain in his eyes.

He raised his hand to indicate that he was not bothered by the question.

"There were so many people killed that day, I can't remember the minor characters."

This sentence completely ignited Ireland's anger.

His face instantly became hideous and distorted, his eyes filled with anger and unwillingness, as if he had lost the last bit of his sanity after being provoked in person.

"asshole!"

He roared, the light in his eyes almost bursting out, and then he rushed forward suddenly, his legs as strong as steel and his steps almost made the ground shake.

The dagger in Ireland's hand rushed straight towards Chen Shuo's chest with a terrible cold light. The sharp blade cut through the air, making a sharp sound of breaking wind.

His movements were extremely swift, and he approached Chen Shuo in almost a flash. The dagger in his hand was like the scythe of the god of death, and he wanted to cut Chen Shuo's body into pieces.

However, Chen Shuo's eyes did not waver in the slightest.

His reaction was extremely fast. At that moment, he seemed to sense every vibration and every slight change in the air.

He did not choose to take Ireland's attack head-on, but instead turned sideways accurately, using the inertia of Ireland's knife swing to quickly retreat and avoid the deadly sharp attack.

"boom!"

The blade brushed past the air, and the harsh sound echoed in the air.

Chen Shuo dodged the fatal blow like a ghost.

He didn't give Ireland any chance to breathe. He raised his arm and without hesitation pulled out the Glock 17 from his waist, pointing it straight at Ireland's heart.

However, the response in Ireland was equally astonishing.

Seeing the gun pointed at him, there was no panic in Ireland's eyes, but instead a crazy light appeared.

He suddenly changed direction and pounced on Chen Shuo again, the dagger spinning and slashing down with deadly force.

"You want me to die? Do you deserve it?"

Chen Shuo sneered in a low voice, and almost instantly understood the intention of Ireland's move. This was not only a physical fight, but also a psychological battle.

Instead of continuing to rely on guns, he quickly dodged the dagger's attack, calmly took a step back, and suddenly used his fighting instinct. In a flash, his reaction was almost at the same speed as time, and his body pounced forward again like a cheetah, taking advantage of the momentum to counterattack.

"boom!"

Just as Ireland swung his knife, Chen Shuo fired a bullet from a gap on his side, hitting Ireland's right shoulder accurately.

At that moment, blood gushed out, Ireland's body suddenly stopped, and his movements slowed down a little.

This short second was enough for Chen Shuo to seize the opportunity to counterattack. With lightning speed, he hooked Ireland's neck with his left hand, gripped the trigger of the Glock 17 with his right hand, and aimed at the opponent's head again.

Ireland's eyes instantly became crazy and struggling, but at this moment, his body was completely unable to resist this sudden control.

"ended."

Chen Shuo whispered, and a soft gunshot broke the silence of the night sky.

Resentment and anger still flickered in Ireland's eyes, but in the end, his body softened and he fell to the ground.

It was not until this moment that Chen Shuo finally breathed a sigh of relief. He gently patted the truck's compartment, signaling Xiao Ai who was hiding inside that she could come out.

The air outside was still filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood, but finally there were no more enemy threats.

Xiao Ai jumped out of the car lightly, her familiar tsundere temperament showing up again, and her slightly raised chin seemed to be silently declaring that she was fearless.

She glanced around with a hint of pride in her eyes, "Hmph! Perverted uncle! Well done." Her tone was a little joking, but also contained admiration.

However, after a long while, she still didn't hear Chen Shuo's response.

She frowned, turned her head in confusion, and scanned the surroundings. After confirming that there were no enemies hiding, she turned her gaze to Chen Shuo.

Her steps suddenly stopped, and then her pupils shrank suddenly.

Chen Shuo stood there, his expression still calm, but he was covering his chest with his hands, and a trace of blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The blood dripped down, slowly and clearly sliding across his chin and falling to the ground. At that moment, time seemed to stand still and the air around him became heavy.

Xiao Ai widened her eyes, and her confusion turned into fear in an instant. She rushed towards Chen Shuo, her hands involuntarily reaching out to him.

"how so!?"

She almost shouted, the indifference on her face had long been replaced by tension and anxiety.

Her eyes were filled with unconcealable worry, which was a real fear for Chen Shuo's life. Although she always tried to hide her feelings, at this moment, this emotion was exposed in her eyes.