Chapter 33 - Bloody Tragedy (Almost Happened)

David opened his eyes slowly. The white light from the light bulb hanging from the ceiling dazzled David's eyes.

David took a deep breath and tried to gather his consciousness. From his glimpse, he was in an all white room.

No.

There's no way someone like David will be sent to heaven. Even if David could go to heaven, it must be because hell was too full so that David had to be sent to heaven, because hell was no longer able to accommodate other inhabitants.

The antiseptic scent that was quite overpowering his sense of smell made David know where he was right now. Yap, he was in a hospital bed right now.

But, wait.

Why is he in the hospital? Did he pass out after being electrocuted by the shock equipment of the officers working at the sports arena?

Hold on a second.

Officers working in the sports arena?

"Fuck it! ... Angeline!"

David opened his eyes spontaneously wide and immediately got up from the soft bed typical of the hospital's VIP room. But just as he was about to stand up, his right wrist was caught by something. The more he tried to pull his hand, the stronger it was holding him back.

David turned his head to find a handcuff around his right wrist. "Damn it! What the fuck is this?!"

A person who looked like a detective from the police force appeared from behind the door. He entered and closed the door again to the hospital room where David was, followed by two men in police uniforms trailing behind him.

David stared coldly at the three men. "Are you the one who did this to me?"

"Please forgive my subordinates's impudence. They handcuff you like that because they are afraid you will go on a rampage like they tried to take you out of the sports arena."

The inspector ordered one of his men to remove the handcuffs that were on David's right wrist. Once the handcuffs fell off ...

Pow! ...

A violent blow from David's right fist landed directly on the side of the policeman's lower jaw knocking him out in one blow. He is lying on the floor of the hospital with his lower jaw displaced from its joint. For whatever sake, it must be very painful.

The brutal action that David had just shown caused another man in a police uniform to pull out a gun and point the barrel at David.

David got up and walked over to the man who pointed the gun at him. But the police inspector immediately stood in front of David, between David and his men who did not know who David really is.

"Please calm down, let me discipline my subordinates. I just wanted to ask you a few questions regarding the bombing that took place at your company's sports week event."

David smiled as he gave him a look ready to turn whatever was in front of him into a useless lump of lifeless flesh. "Now you dare get in my way, you lowly bastard?"

The police inspector swallowed his saliva. Cold sweat poured from his forehead, as much as he could he held his trembling legs.

The police inspector had seen David's gaze before. The gaze he saw every time David was on the battlefield. Nobody would have thought that someone who now had a fairly high position in the police, had been on the same battlefield as David back then in the past.

Several years ago, when he just graduated from police school, he was assigned to a team tasked with reconnaissance human trafficking that occurred in the district where he worked.

At that time, his comrades were almost completely slaughtered by a mafia group that was caught wanting to send their "merchandise" of girls under their twenties abroad. That one-sided warfare nearly took his life.

However, at the most crucial moment, a very mysterious person turned things around with just a sniper rifle he was holding.

That mysterious person slaughtered a mafia group of more than thirty people who would carry out human trafficking, just by himself alone.

Yes, that man was the one who currently standing in front of him right now.

The cop who was pointing his gun at David looked at his boss with a confused look on his face. Someone has publicly committed acts of violence against a member of the police in front of his eyes, even that person called him a 'lowly-bastard'.

But what was his superior's response to the anarchist?

There was nothing.

Nothing at all.

On the contrary, he looked scared and was very polite. Actually who is the person he is pointing this weapon at? An undercover police officer? Impossible. If that was the case, why was his hand locked earlier?

"Hey, if you don't want this hospital turned into a public burial ground, put your gun down." said the inspector of the police to his subordinates who were right behind him.

The police officer who was still pointing his gun at David rounded his eyes perfectly. What? Turning the hospital into a public burial place? Was this person in front of him looking down on the police?!

The person thought, maybe his boss is not thinking straight at the moment. Instead of lowering the gun, he pushed his own boss aside and placed the tip of the gun right in front of David's face. "Fuck this crap out! Do you think you will just let go after looking down on us, police?!"

David tilted his head slightly, glaring intently at the man who dared point a gun at him.

Even if he doesn't know, there are some unwritten rules that can't be broken in the world if you still love your life.

And one of the most do-nots of all is, never point your gun at David Stockholm.

David stepped one foot closer, making the hand of the police officer who was pointing his gun at David tremble violently. Somehow, just a glance could make him feel so terrified.

"Stay there, don't move!"

David took another step, getting closer to him. Making the police officer panic even more.

"Ra-raise your hand!"

David still ignored him and continued to take a step closer to the man who was still pointing his gun with trembling hands.

"K ... Kneel down!"

He didn't even know what he was saying. Before he had time to think of another command that David was certain he would not obey, David was right in front of her without realizing it.

David brought his face closer and deliberately placed his forehead against the tip of the policeman's gun. "Pull the fucking trigger, I'll give you a count of three."

"Are you really underestimating me now, you bastard?!"

The police officer was running out of patience. His common sense simply couldn't accept what was happening right now. Especially when his boss started to take out the gun that had been in its holster, but what made him even more clueless was that, instead of pointing his gun at David, the inspector pointed the gun at his own subordinates.

"Lower your gun right now, or I'll have to shoot you!" said the inspector, making him lose his mind even more.

David smiled. "Three."

"Lower your gun right now!" shouted the inspector.

"Two." interrupted David, still resting his forehead on the tip of the policeman's gun.

Bang! ... "Aaaaakkkhhhh! ... "

The police officer who had pointed the gun at David was now on his knees clutching his shoulder which his boss had just shot. The inspector was silent with a very fast breathing tempo.

David glanced expressionlessly at the inspector. "One."

David stepped toward the door of the VIP room. Before leaving, he turned to look at the inspector, who was still holding his gun in both hands. The look on his face showed that he couldn't believe what he had just done either.

"Once again you get in my way, then that will be the only thing you can regret as long as you live." said David coldly and stepped out of the room where he was previously treated.

The inspector threw the gun to the floor and sat down in the nearest chair, resting his elbows on his thighs and covering his face with his palms. He was really scared.

His head was filled with the idea that David would really turn the hospital into a public cemetery. This time he really felt lucky just because none of his subordinates had to take their lives for trying to ask David a few questions.

At least, he managed to prevent the most terrible bloody tragedy.

Next time, if there was anything he wanted to ask David about, he would not bring a stupid underling like these two.

Only David alone could turn the hospital where he is currently located into a public burial ground in less than a night.

The police inspector was the one who best understood the things that David could do with his own two hands.

And this will certainly make the police inspector more careful in the future.