The sniper rifle Aso Naijiro snatched from Earl Gary's hands was no ordinary weapon. It was the latest creation from the Aso Family's research and development: the X7-T0 sniper rifle, capable of taking a life from three thousand meters away. The lethality of its bullet was simply incomparable to that of regular firearms. At close range, it was unlikely that even most of the "Special People" possessing Extraordinary Martial Power could withstand or intercept the bullet with their bodies.
Just the thought of this new type of sniper rifle was enough to send a shiver down one's spine.
After the gunshot, cruel and cold smiles instantly appeared on the lips of both Aso Naijiro and Earl Gary. They couldn't help it; they were both well aware of the new sniper rifle's immense power.
It was even capable of punching through a book-thick sheet of special aluminum alloy with a single shot.
At that moment, neither of them considered the possibility of Chen Fei surviving such a terrifying shot.
In that moment, they could almost see the "yellow-skinned monkey's" head bursting open, his body slumping into a pool of blood.
However, the scene that unfolded next left them utterly stunned.
But as the bullet from Aso Naijiro's rifle shot mercilessly toward the "yellow-skinned monkey," their eyes widened in unison just seconds later, filled with utter disbelief and shock.
Chen Fei was, unbelievably, pinching a shimmering silver bullet between his fingers.
That... Is that the sniper rifle bullet?!
"Brother Fei!" Just as Aso Naijiro, Earl Gary, and even the burly, black-suited bodyguards surrounding them were scared witless, Apel suddenly cried out and threw herself into Chen Fei's arms.
Even her stunning face was tear-streaked, as though she had been weeping.
She was, after all, just an ordinary woman. How could she not be frightened after seeing someone shoot directly at her?
"Alright, alright, it's okay. I told you not to worry. Didn't I say these guys are no different from clowns in front of me? This thing is just a toy to me..."
Chen Fei wrapped one arm around the tear-streaked and terrified-looking Apel, comforting her. With his other hand, he casually squeezed and kneaded the bullet he held.
Instantly, a horrifying scene unfolded that sent a glacial chill shooting up the spines of Aso Naijiro, Earl Gary, and all the Sicilian Family bodyguards, terrifying them so much they nearly wet their pants.
They watched as Chen Fei's fingers gradually squeezed the special X7-T0 sniper rifle bullet, compressing it into a small, flat disk of silver metal.
Aso Naijiro trembled violently, his eyes filling with abject horror.
Earl Gary was in the same state. Cold sweat poured from his skin as if from a showerhead, instantly drenching his forehead, the back of his neck, his collar, and his back. In a moment, he looked as though he'd been pulled from a river.
Since the Sicilian Family's business with the Aso Family was this very X7-T0 sniper rifle, he was acutely aware of how terrifying the weapon was and the power of its bullets. But now?
That was a terrifying new piece of modern weaponry that could easily blow an elephant to bits! And yet?
And now, at such close range, that "yellow-skinned monkey" had caught the bullet with his bare hands! Catching an X7-T0 sniper bullet barehanded... What in the world does that even mean?
Perhaps not even one of our great Blood Clan's Duke-level experts possesses such power. Could it be... Could this 'yellow-skinned monkey' be a powerful entity from the East, on par with our great Blood Clan Dukes? At the thought, Earl Gary felt his legs go weak. But more than fear, he was overwhelmed by sheer disbelief and shock. The scene unfolding before them was simply too staggering.
But that wasn't the end of it. Something even more terrifying was about to happen.
WHIR! WHIR! WHIR...
Suddenly, the terrifying roar of military attack helicopter engines filled the sky. Then, as their vision tunneled with ever-increasing horror, they saw at least dozens of new military attack helicopters swarming toward them!
Not only that, but the helicopters' dark machine gun muzzles and missile racks were all mercilessly aimed right at them.
To make matters worse, higher up, just below the clouds, the latest model of fighter jets circled like cold, predatory eagles, seemingly ready to dive and blast the dozens of gun-wielding Sicilian Family bodyguards to ash.
Moreover, the military helicopters and fighter jets were all emblazoned with a symbol that no one in Italy's high society would dare to ignore: the insignia of the Brad Family!
Suddenly, both Aso Naijiro and Earl Gary felt like they were about to lose their minds.
The... the Brad Family? But why? Why would they suddenly show up here now? And... and with their private army?!
Indeed, only three families in Italy possessed private armies: the Brad, the Saint Laurent, and the Sicilian families. Among them, the Brad Family's private army was the most feared and had the highest Combat Power. The scene before them was proof enough of that.
"The... the Brad Family! It really is the Brad Family! And that's their army! Are they out of their minds? Aren't they in a huge mess right now? What the hell do they think they're doing!?"
After a long moment of stunned horror, Earl Gary screamed as if he'd seen a ghost, his face a mask of terror.
He wasn't stupid. He knew that the Brad Family's army in the sky was undoubtedly here for them!
Moreover, judging by the sheer scale of the force and its posture, their intent was clearly to annihilate them. Are they going to turn us into Swiss cheese?
As Earl Gary screamed, Aso Naijiro stood utterly dumbfounded, his face a deathly pale. The only thing that passed for composure was the fact that he remained on his feet. After all, coming from a prominent family like the Japanese Aso Family, he wasn't completely useless even when faced with such a terrifying scene.
As for the dozens of Sicilian Family bodyguards surrounding Chen Fei and Apel, even though they were battle-hardened elites who had seen their share of bloodshed, they were practically helpless. Faced with such overwhelming force, they had no choice but to obediently toss their guns aside and drop to their knees.
Otherwise, they had no doubt that the dark muzzles of the helicopter-mounted machine guns would open fire, riddling them with bullets until they looked like hornet's nests.
"Th-th-that's... those are fighter jets! And machine guns! Chen, all this..." At that moment, Apel was wide-eyed and dumbfounded. After all, this was an army. Even a world-class superstar like her had never witnessed such a terrifying scene.
We're surrounded by the army?!
Fortunately, she retained enough reason to remember that the Brad Family were supposedly Chen's friends. If that's the case, did Chen call in these troops?
Instantly, the tears in Apel's stunning eyes vanished, replaced by an expression of pure excitement. Her eyes even seemed to sparkle.
She couldn't help it. This was an army, and it seemed they were here to rescue them. It was just too impressive, wasn't it?
It has to be said that foreign women were far less rattled by such things than women from Huaxia.
"D-don't panic, Mr. Naijiro. There must be a misunderstanding, right? The Brad Family is Italian, like us, and the Sicilian Family has a decent relationship with them! So... so, there's no way that man from Huaxia could have orchestrated this! Right! It can't be him."
A moment later, Earl Gary seemed to recover his composure. After all, I'm not some country bumpkin who's never seen the world. My grandfather is a high-ranking member of the Sicilian Family, someone who wields immense power! Therefore, my face isn't unknown in Italy's elite circles. Most people in that world know who I am. There must be a misunderstanding! Besides, isn't the Brad Family preoccupied with its own troubles? They just stirred up a huge mess, suffering grievous wounds and devastating losses, with all of their top experts wiped out. At a time like this, they should be lying low, hiding in their shells like cowards. Why would they dare to attack the Sicilian Family? In the past, no one from the Sicilian Family would have dared to have such disrespectful thoughts about the Brad Family. The heritage and strength of our two families were on completely different levels. But now... they've nearly been destroyed by their own foolish and crazed actions! What do they have to be arrogant about? The Brad Family today might not even be as strong as our Sicilian Family!
As this line of reasoning 'clicked', the sneer and arrogance returned to Earl Gary's face.
So what if it's the Brad Family? I, Gary, am not some nobody. I have status, background, and connections! I refuse to believe the current Brad Family would dare to touch me. Heh, they're probably just putting on a show.
"Right, right, it must be a misunderstanding. A coincidence..." Hearing Earl Gary's reasoning, Aso Naijiro also felt it was impossible for them to be the target and nodded in agreement.
But their question was answered not by words, but by the cold barrels of guns and an ice-cold, pale face that was extremely well-known in Italy's high society.
It was the famous "spokesperson" for the Brad Family in Italy's elite circles: Old Marquis Huck