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Chapter 54 Use magic to defeat magic

Magic City, Yan'an West Road.

Outside the Asan Consulate in Shanghai, the roar of protest was deafening.

Many people gathered in front of the consulate, holding protest signs, and cursing seemed to tear the air apart.

Anger was written all over people's faces.

If there hadn't been a team of fully armed Indian soldiers stationed outside the consulate, armed with guns, someone would have probably broken through the door and entered.

Deep inside the consulate.

In a secret secret room.

Kram, the only surviving murderer with diplomatic immunity, was sitting in the corner.

When he heard the news that three of his companions were killed in revenge by Lin's father, he felt a chill in his heart and cold sweat soaked his back.

There was an invisible fear in the air, and his hands trembled slightly as he recalled the crime of that night.

"I shouldn't have listened to their instigation..."

Kram clenched his teeth, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

He thought it was just an ordinary little thing, but he didn't expect it to become so serious.

In India, Brahmins like him with white blood are born with supreme privileges, and bullying and oppression of lower castes is normal.

When people of low caste saw him, they dared not even look at him directly, but had to respectfully take a detour around him.

But he didn't expect that here, the privileges he originally enjoyed became the fuse of disaster.

For the first time in his life, he felt fear.

"The justice here is completely different from Ah San's..."

Kram sat in the chair in a daze, listening to the faint roar of the crowd outside, his heart as if it had fallen into an icy cave.

He finally understood that this was not Ah San.

He can't be allowed to run wild.

"boom--"

The door of the secret room was violently kicked open, and a tall Indian diplomat walked in.

His amber eyes flashed with anger, his hair was gray, and his face was stern.

As soon as the diplomat entered the room, he suddenly pulled out the belt from his waist and hit Klam hard.

"Rebellious son! Do you know how much trouble you have caused this time?!"

The diplomat's voice echoed in the secret room like thunder:

"I shouldn't have spoiled you and made you ignorant of the immensity of the world! Do you think this is India? A place where you can do whatever you want?"

Every time the belt fell, it made a whistling sound as it ripped through the air, leaving streaks of blood on Kram's body.

Kram curled up in a corner, his face and arms soon covered in blood from being beaten by a belt.

But there was still some stubbornness on his lips, and he said stubbornly:

"I have immunity... they can't judge me."

"idiot!"

The diplomat became even more furious, threw away the belt in his hand, and slapped Kram hard in the face.

His palm was thick and heavy, and the slap caused Kram's face to swell up instantly.

The diplomat roared in anger:
"Immunity? Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of offending a great power?
"If you weren't lucky enough to be in the Rabbit-Eagle game, and the United States was backing us up, you would have died a thousand times already, do you know that?"

The diplomat's words, filled with deep disappointment and anger, were like a sharp sword piercing Kram's heart.

Kram realized the seriousness of the problem. His face turned pale and he curled up on the ground, trembling all over.

When the diplomat saw the miserable state of his own son, a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes, and his anger gradually subsided.

His expression softened a bit, he sighed, and said slowly:
"You can no longer stay in the Magic City. Go back to your country secretly tonight when it's dark and no one is paying attention.

"I have already arranged it. The special plane has landed at Hongqiao Airport. As long as everything goes well tonight, you will be able to return home in six hours."

……

Late at night, in the dead of night, the small door at the backyard of the Asan Consulate quietly opened, and a black Volkswagen sedan slowly drove out.

The license plate was not a white one with the embassy logo, but the most common blue one, which looked low-key and secretive.

In addition to the driver, there were the diplomat and Kram in the car.

The car drove all the way into Hongqiao Airport.

The airport's night duty officer was conducting the pre-boarding security check and was somewhat surprised when he found Kram.

Due to Kram's special identity, the airport security personnel were unsure whether to let him pass, so they called the Sheriff's Department.

Less than ten minutes.

Criminal police captain Liu Haidong, who happened to be on night shift, rushed to the scene with several police officers.

"You can't leave for now!"

Liu Haidong said coldly, standing in front of Kram.

Upon hearing this, the diplomat sneered:
"Kram has diplomatic immunity. According to international law, you have no right to interfere in any of his actions. Are you violating international law and restricting his personal freedom?"

Liu Haidong was speechless for a moment. Although he was angry, he could not refute.

Kram looked at him, a smug smile gradually forming on his face, and he said in broken Chinese:
"Either catch me or get out!"

These words were like a fire that ignited the anger of everyone present!

Liu Haidong's veins popped up, his hands clenched into fists, and he gritted his teeth:
"I really want to give you a good beating."

Kram smiled disdainfully, his eyes full of provocation:

"Do you dare? I'm standing right here, just try and touch a hair on my head!"

Liu Haidong stood in front of Kram, staring at the other's arrogant face.

Anger boiled in his chest, burning his sanity.

He clenched his fists, veins popped out on the back of his hands, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

He could almost feel every drop of his blood roaring!

His fists unconsciously rose, and every nerve in his body was clamoring—

Beat him! Beat this bastard to death!
The moment Liu Haidong raised his fist, the faces of his wife and children suddenly flashed through his mind.

The wife's gentle smile and the child's innocent eyes...

What would have happened if he had actually hit Kram, assaulting someone with diplomatic immunity?
With this punch, he will be suspended for investigation and will no longer be able to perform his duties as a father and a husband.

This rationality was like ice water, instantly extinguishing Liu Haidong's anger.

Liu Haidong's fist stopped in mid-air, close at hand, yet incredibly heavy.

His hands began to tremble and struggle, and the feeling of powerlessness in his heart was like a huge rock pressing on his chest.

Liu Haidong gritted his teeth and forced his fist back. His knuckles made a slight crackling sound, as if even his bones were resisting unwillingly.

However, for the sake of his family, he finally took a step back.

He stood there, his fist hanging weakly, never raising it again.

The corners of Kram's mouth rose, his eyes full of mockery and contempt.

"Haha, I knew it!"

Kram said slowly in broken Chinese with a sickening complacency:

"You guys don't dare to touch me."

As he spoke, Kram tidied up his slightly messy clothes with a swagger and deliberately provoked Liu Haidong.

That laughter was like a sharp thorn, piercing into the hearts of Liu Haidong and everyone present.

"Step aside!"

Just when Kram was feeling proud, suddenly, a fist came at him like lightning.

With a muffled sound, Kram's head suddenly tilted, and two teeth in his mouth were instantly knocked out, splashing blood and drawing a bright red arc in the air.

A pockmarked man rushed out and started beating Kram violently, punching him hard and cursing as he did so:
"Diplomatic immunity? You are so awesome! Others don't dare to hit you. I wonder if I, a first-class hero, will be in trouble if I hit you?"

This person is Liu Haidong’s cousin Li Baojun!
(End of this chapter)