Holographic Bodyguard Log

Chapter 7: There's a Bomb

Zhang Yi’s speed was incredibly fast. When he unleashed his full power, he shot forward like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye, he was already close to the security team leader, He Sen.

However, what Zhang Yi didn’t expect was that He Sen was also a hidden master. He had been in Beijing for nearly ten years, rumored to have made connections with many powerful figures in society. He had mingled with all kinds of people, making him a somewhat well-known figure in the underworld of Beijing.

Just as Zhang Yi's fist was about to hit He Sen’s face, He Sen unexpectedly reacted quickly. He leaned back instinctively and, at the same time, kicked forward with his right leg directly aimed at Zhang Yi’s chest.

Zhang Yi’s reflexes were extremely fast, as he too had practiced martial arts. Now, with his mental focus enhancing his abilities, he could predict He Sen’s movements. As soon as He Sen's right foot thrust forward, Zhang Yi swiftly sidestepped, grabbed his leg, and twisted it into a chokehold.

With a “whoosh,” He Sen was lifted off the ground. Zhang Yi held his leg with one hand and his throat with the other, and with a powerful shove, He Sen was slammed hard into the ground.

“Puh!” The violent impact sent a spray of blood from He Sen’s mouth. The force of the slam was so intense that it made He Sen's internal organs churn. But He Sen, being a tough guy, immediately drew something from the back of his waist even as blood poured from his mouth.

Zhang Yi’s mental focus was still on He Sen, so when he saw the movement, he was immediately shocked. He didn’t have time to think further and reached out to grab He Sen’s hand.

He Sen pulled out a black object from his waist. It wasn’t a gun, but an electric stun flashlight.

Zhang Yi broke into a cold sweat, realizing how dangerous the situation had become. If he hadn’t reacted so quickly, He Sen could have shocked him with it. That could have led to unpredictable consequences.

However, what Zhang Yi didn’t expect was how ruthless He Sen truly was. Despite Zhang Yi holding his wrist to prevent He Sen from shocking him, He Sen still managed to shock Zhang Yi himself. With a cruel smile on his face, blood still dripping from his mouth, He Sen turned on the stun flashlight and sent a surge of electricity into Zhang Yi’s shoulder.

Because Zhang Yi was still holding He Sen’s hand, the electric shock affected both of them. Both of them shook violently as high-voltage electricity coursed through them.

“Bang!” The first electric shock sent Zhang Yi crashing to the ground, his body spasming uncontrollably.

Electric shocks can cause muscle spasms, and the excruciating pain was almost unbearable.

He Sen was also twitching uncontrollably, even worse than Zhang Yi, because Zhang Yi had only passed through the current, while He Sen had taken the full brunt of the shock.

“Damn it, you’re crazy!” Zhang Yi gritted his teeth. After just a few seconds, he jumped up like a fish flipping out of water, but he didn’t dare approach He Sen again. This man was truly ruthless—he was just as dangerous to himself as he was to others.

“Phew...” Zhang Yi quickly examined himself internally and saw that the blood-like beads in his head, which resembled a string of sugar-coated haws, hadn’t changed or mutated, so he let out a sigh of relief.

“Captain, Captain, are you alright? Are you alright?” Liu Ershui, feeling an urge to urinate, was utterly terrified. Whether it was Zhang Yi fighting with Li Tiezhu or He Sen, it wasn’t just a simple fight—it was a life-and-death struggle. Liu Ershui was on the verge of wetting himself.

He rushed to He Sen’s side, pinching his pressure points and shaking his head vigorously. After more than a minute of frantic efforts, He Sen finally shook his head and groggily stood up.

“Are we still fighting?” He Sen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He had been severely injured, and Zhang Yi’s strike had been devastating.

“Of course we’re still fighting!” Zhang Yi prepared to deliver another vicious blow, intending to knock He Sen out just like Li Tiezhu.

When Liu Ershui heard that Zhang Yi still wanted to fight, he immediately panicked and cried out, “Zhang Yi, Brother Yi, please don’t! It’s only two hundred yuan! I’ll give it to you! Captain, please don’t fight him anymore! This guy is a lunatic!” Liu Ershui suddenly realized that all the members of their security team were lunatics who fought without regard for their lives.

“Zhang Yi, I admit I was wrong last month. Let’s be friends, alright? Stop fighting!” He Sen also knew that he was no match for Zhang Yi. If the fight continued, he would undoubtedly end up badly injured—he might even end up in the hospital for months.

He Sen was a man who knew how to navigate society. In the underworld of Beijing, playing dirty wasn’t the way to rise to the top. He knew that in this day and age, it was all about brains, not brawn.

Zhang Yi’s expression hardened. He extended his hand and said, “Pay me back the two hundred yuan you owe me first.”

Seeing Zhang Yi so fixated on money, He Sen realized that this guy was probably a real money fanatic. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be so persistent over such a small amount.

“Fine, I was wrong. Here’s the two hundred yuan,” He Sen said with a sigh, taking out his wallet and handing Zhang Yi two bills.

Zhang Yi grabbed the money and stuffed it into his pocket, then smiled. “I’m not unreasonable. But if you hadn’t paid me back, I would’ve followed you around until you did. Do you believe me?”

"I believe you." He Sen nodded. At this moment, he had gained a new understanding of Zhang Yi. From now on, when dealing with Zhang Yi, he made a mental note not to fall short of money!

"Quick, check on Tiezhu. That punch I threw earlier was pretty heavy. I’m worried I might’ve given him a concussion," Zhang Yi said, reminding He Sen. Tiezhu had been lying on the ground for nearly two minutes, and Zhang Yi was genuinely worried about turning him into a vegetable, which made him feel a bit guilty.

"It should be fine. Ershui, bring me a bottle of water!" He Sen remained calm, not panicking. Instead, he walked over to Li Tiezhu, squatted down, and checked his pupils. He then used two fingers to feel the artery in Tiezhu’s neck.

Liu Ershui brought over a half-bottle of leftover mineral water, and He Sen took it, drinking a big gulp before spraying it straight onto Li Tiezhu’s face.

"Ah, that hurts..." As the cold water hit him, Li Tiezhu instantly woke up, clutching his head and crying out in pain. He had indeed been knocked out with a concussion.

"If you’re not dead, get up," He Sen said, standing up. He glanced at Zhang Yi and then said, "Lunch is on me. How about we go grab a bite?"

"Are you serious?" Zhang Yi silently admired He Sen’s character. Just a minute ago, they were enemies, but He Sen could admit defeat and offer a truce. He was flexible and pragmatic—no wonder He Sen had managed to make a name for himself in Beijing’s underworld. With this kind of adaptability, Zhang Yi believed that He Sen’s future would be bright.

"Come on, it’s just a meal, what’s the big deal?" He Sen smiled.

Zhang Yi scratched his chin. "I’ll pass. I can eat a lot, and I’m worried I’ll finish off your whole month’s salary."

"Salary? Do you know how much I make in a month? Come on, let’s go. We haven’t had a proper meal together yet, so today’s lunch is to officially get to know each other."

Seeing that He Sen was sincere, Zhang Yi decided to be straightforward as well. "Alright, Captain, you’ve handled things well. Let’s call this issue closed and never bring it up again." Zhang Yi was also a straightforward person and had been involved in his own share of social dealings back home, so he understood how to handle personal matters.

Just as the group was about to head out for lunch, a security guard suddenly ran into the gym, looking flustered. "Captain... Captain... Captain, something... something’s happened... the police are here!"

"The police are here?" Zhang Yi and He Sen were momentarily stunned. Why would the arrival of the police be a bad thing?

"Five Mao, can you stop stuttering?" Liu Ershui cursed.

"Okay... okay... then... then..." This "Five Mao" was a quirky character in the security team, known for his severe stutter. He got the nickname because, on his days off, he would work at an internet café and earn money as part of a group of internet trolls known as the "Fifty-Cent Army." They would go to various forums to post comments and get paid five mao (a small amount) per comment.

So, this guy was a "fifty-cent troll."

"I’ll kick you to death!" Liu Ershui angrily kicked Five Mao in the butt, causing him to immediately shut up. Then, with a stutter, Five Mao said, "Captain... the police... the police are here... someone called the police... saying there’s a bomb in our hotel..."

"Poof~" After hearing Five Mao’s words, Zhang Yi, He Sen, and the others nearly jumped out of their skin. A bomb in their hotel?!