The Republic of China: A Letter of Appointment Creates the Most Powerful Warlord

Time passed minute by minute, and about two hours later, at the meeting site near the port.

At this moment, the whole scene seemed extremely tense and chaotic, with people's faces showing anxiety and uneasiness.

Fortunately, after a thrilling rescue, with the superb medical skills and unremitting efforts of the accompanying doctors, Jin Zaishan was finally out of danger temporarily.

However, recalling the thrilling scene just now, everyone present couldn't help but gasp.

It turned out that at the moment the incident happened, when the spotlight suddenly began to flash, the strong light stimulation caused Jin Zaishan to instantly have a stress reaction.

His body involuntarily tilted slightly, and this seemingly insignificant action became the key to determining life and death.

The fatal bullet that was originally aimed at his heart, because of the tilt of his body, only hit about three centimeters above his heart.

It can be imagined that if Jin Zaishan's body had not shifted a little bit at that time, or tilted down a little bit, he might have died tragically on the spot today.

The makeshift ward was filled with a pungent smell of disinfectant, and the white sheets and walls looked particularly deserted.

Jin Zaishan, who had just completed the operation, was lying on the hospital bed. His originally rosy face had now turned as yellow as paper, without any blood. His lips were as pale as snowflakes in the cold winter, and were trembling slightly.

His eyes, which usually seemed bright and sparkling, were now filled with deep fatigue and weakness. He stared at his son, who was standing beside the bed with a worried look on his face, with his eyes half-open and half-closed.

Despite being extremely weak, Jin Zaishan forced himself to cheer up and instructed in a hoarse and weak voice, "This matter must be thoroughly investigated. No room for negligence! Be sure to explain the entire incident to Marshal Zhang in detail and give him a satisfactory explanation!"

Although this experienced old man was seriously injured and in critical condition, his mind was still clear and his judgment of the situation was very accurate.

He knew very well that today's sudden assassination attempt was no accident. Its purpose was obvious, which was to take advantage of this meeting to get rid of Zhang Ye and thus trigger a new unrest.

Fortunately, however, because he made the decision to give up his position promptly, the situation was brought under control and more serious consequences were avoided.

Although he paid a heavy price for this and his life was on the line, at least Zhang Ye and others were safe and sound.

To some extent, this result can be considered a blessing in disguise.

After all, as long as Zhang Ye and the others are not harmed, there is still room for improvement in this matter. The two sides may be able to resolve conflicts and solve problems through communication and negotiation.

Thinking of this, Jin Zaishan breathed a sigh of relief, but then frowned again because of the severe pain from the wound...

"Dad, don't worry! Just leave the rest to me. The most important task for you now is to rest assured and recuperate. Taking good care of your body is the top priority!" Jin Junli suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, and tried hard to force a smile on his face that was uglier than crying. Then he gently lay in front of the hospital bed and comforted his old father softly.

However, only he himself knew that at this moment, his inner world had already been occupied by violent murderous intent and burning rage.

If it weren't for the fact that the person lying in front of him was his old father and he needed to remain calm and restrained, he would have vented his negative emotions like a wild beast out of control.

Recalling the thrilling scene not long ago, such a heinous and extremely vicious assassination incident actually happened at the solemn occasion of the meeting between the leaders of the two countries!

What is even more unbelievable is that the assassins were able to succeed so smoothly. If they said there was no secret assistance and collusion from their own people, I am afraid no one would easily believe it, right?

Thinking of this, Jin Junli clenched his teeth, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his nails digging deeply into his palms, as if this could slightly alleviate the anger in his heart.

"Son, this meeting must not be ruined by any mistakes!" Jin Zaishan frowned, his face full of worry. He held his son's hands tightly and kept nagging him, "Hurry and check what's going on with Marshal Zhang. Don't let anyone get suspicious!"

"Father, I understand your painstaking efforts," Jin Junli nodded heavily and replied. He looked up at the slightly older man in front of him, his eyes filled with deep heartache and an unbreakable attachment.

However, he knew that the responsibility at the moment was too great to allow for any sentimental feelings, so he resolutely turned around and left the ward with a firm step.

After walking out of the ward, Jin Junli paused for a moment, and then his feet were firmly planted in the middle of the corridor as if they had taken root.

At this moment, it seemed as if an invisible barrier separated him from the world behind him.

The sadness and sorrow that was originally on his face disappeared in the blink of an eye, and was replaced by an innate pride and majesty.

This momentum was like a surging wave, sweeping all around like an overwhelming force.

At this time, the many generals who had been waiting at the door of the ward saw Jin Junli's figure, and immediately swarmed up like bees, asking questions in a flurry.

"How is the prince now? Is he seriously injured?"

"Young Prince, has the prince regained consciousness? Can we go in and check on him?"

Faced with the barrage of questions from the crowd, Jin Junli simply turned his head slightly and scanned the people present with his icy, blade-like eyes.

Just one glance was like an invisible force piercing deep into everyone's heart, making people shiver.

"The prince's injuries have not yet stabilized. No one is allowed to disturb him! Violators will be severely punished!" Jin Junli scolded sternly.

The sound was like the resounding roar of a huge bell, making the entire corridor buzz. Before he finished speaking, the generals fell silent, not daring to say another word.

"I believe you all understand the devastating impact of this assassination. Right now, our most important task is to uncover the mastermind behind this and give Marshal Zhang an explanation."

"Also, let me be frank!" Jin Junli faced the crowded crowd in front of him, a gloomy and slightly ferocious expression on his profile. "I hope those rats hiding in the corners will listen carefully. If you dare to do it, you must dare to take responsibility. If I catch you, no matter who you are, don't expect me to show you any mercy!"

Having said that, Jin Junli didn't bother to care about their reactions and left quickly with a few followers.

He also had to hurry up and go to Zhang Ye to appease him. Someone would come to deal with the traitors hiding inside.