Chapter 272

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Chapter 272 - You Lunatics!

“Director, what should we do? Should we release him?” Chang Tian asked, his voice tinged with anxiety.

Liu Zhongjun had been speaking in hushed tones when he mentioned the name, so Chang Tian was unaware that the person in question was Zhang Xiaolong. Had he known, his anxiety would have undoubtedly been greater.

Zheng Ming's expression was grim, and internally, he berated Chang Tian. If Chang Tian hadn't recklessly arrested someone, they wouldn't be in this mess.

But on reflection, the situation was also tied to Huang Zhigang or even Zheng Ming himself. Otherwise, Chang Tian wouldn't have even considered such an action.

Who could have predicted that a bit of flattery would lead to such chaos? Yet, Zheng Ming was irked. Had it not been for these people showing up, he might have already released Xiaolong.

But now, being coerced into releasing a prisoner, what was left of the police station's dignity? They needed to find a way to disperse the garrison troops before they could think about releasing anyone.

Zheng Ming was decisive by nature. He was convinced that the opposition wouldn't dare to escalate the situation; if they did, they would be no better than bandits.

“Call the armed police for backup,” he commanded, slamming his hand on the table. “I refuse to believe they can run amok here!”

Ten minutes later, a fleet of cars sped to the vicinity of the police station, facing off against the earlier arrivals.

A man emerged from the opposing vehicles, exuding the same intimidating presence as Liu Zhongjun. “What's this? Are you bandits or what? Storming a police station to abduct someone, have you no sense of discipline?”

His tone was brusque, though he kept his voice low. Both parties were aware that escalating the situation would reflect poorly on them and could easily incite panic.

If it came to that, nobody would escape the fallout unscathed.

“We're not bandits; otherwise, we would have taken him by force already,” Qu Moyao retorted sharply before Liu Zhongjun could speak. “Do you really think we'd wait for you to be called in? Or are you questioning our capabilities?”

The man was taken aback by the striking female officer's biting words but quickly regained his composure. “I'm Jiang Tao from the Qingyuan Armed Police Squadron. Which garrison do you belong to? Regardless, surrounding a police station is unacceptable—it could cause public panic.”

“Really?” Jiang Tao scoffed, well aware of his team's capabilities.

He was confident that even if their numbers were greater, he could still leave them in disarray.

Of course, this assumed a true life-or-death struggle. Although they were not from the same faction, a direct conflict was still unlikely.

“Do you think you're in a strong position because two snipers are targeting us?” Liu Zhongjun suddenly interjected, casually pointing in two directions. “Here, and here, are indeed prime sniping spots.”

Jiang Tao's face betrayed a flicker of concern; those were indeed his snipers' locations. He was baffled as to how they had been detected.

“Dr. Qu's comments may be a bit harsh,” Liu Zhongjun laughed, “but she's speaking the truth. With your numbers, a real fight would leave none of you standing. At least two guns are trained on your snipers right now, capable of taking them out before they even pull the trigger. And as for you, if Dr. Qu were to act, there's a seventy percent chance she could take you down in one move.”

“It's eighty percent,” Qu Moyao interjected, correcting him.

Jiang Tao's facial muscles twitched more intensely. Who were these people? Yet, he couldn't deny their confidence, which was unsettling enough to sow a seed of doubt.

Their arrogance stemmed from either genuine strength or sheer madness.

Though they appeared to be madly besieging the police station, Jiang Tao didn't see it that way.

He had always considered his men to be elite soldiers, but now he sensed that their opponents were not to be underestimated. His own troops seemed even more formidable than theirs.

“Hold your men back. Let me show you how it's done,” Liu Zhongjun said, raising his hand slowly. “First and Second Squads, take control of sniper points one and two.”

Click...

The sound of guns being raised was orderly and swift. With no time to aim, bullets were already flying, leaving a neat row of holes where the two sniper points had been.

“You're all insane!” Jiang Tao exclaimed in frustration.