292: Chapter 291: Predicament 292: Chapter 291: Predicament “How does it feel to be shot by your own gun?
You never thought this day would come, did you?”
Tangyu looked at Cai Long, his face exuded an eerie menace that made him appear as terrifying as the Grim Reaper.
When someone treats another’s life as insignificant as an ant’s, they are no different from death itself.
“Humph!
Anyone who provokes me certainly meets a grim fate,” Cai Long gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, his gaze profoundly sinister and frightening.
Tangyu, with a calm face, watched Cai Long, saying, “It seems we have something in common then.
In a fight between two tigers, one is bound to get hurt—I believe I won’t be the one.
I’ve said it before, my patience is limited.
You can keep provoking.
The next shot won’t be aimed at something trivial.
We’re in this till death now, do you think I care how badly I hurt you?”
Looking at that tranquil face and hearing that indifferent tone, Cai Long believed that this young man would do as he said.
Men who highly value face and dignity seldom choose to protect these with their lives when faced with death.
As the saying goes, a true man can bend and stretch.
Dead, everything ends; alive, one might retrieve their dignity.
“You’re ruthless.
The mountains do not turn, the rivers keep flowing, I believe we will meet again,” Cai Long said, his intent to kill neither hidden nor necessary.
The conversation had reached a point where masks were torn off—why keep any pretense?
Tangyu smirked coldly, his words signifying Cai Long’s defeat: “If there’s a chance to meet next time, I’d rather be friends with you, Mr.
Cai.
Of course, if you insist on being an enemy, I’m up for that too.
But let me leave you with these words, I’m sure with your resources, you’ve investigated the backgrounds of Xiao Zhi and Xiao Yu.
Direct any moves at me all you want, but if you dare use any techniques against them or my friends, I swear, I’ll ensure your Cai Family knows no peace.”
Tangyu’s words were chilling, and his gaze was terrifying.
Even Cai Long felt a sudden chill, as if he stepped into an ice cave, cold down to the soles of his feet.
This man was too dangerous and terrifying; if provoked, he was capable of anything.
His strength, too, was horrifying.
Cai Long had entertained the thought, but now he dismissed it completely, unwilling to take the risk.
“Alright, can you tell me now where Xiao Zhi and Xiao Yu are?” Tangyu’s tone softened.
“In a room on the third floor,” Cai Long said.
“Which room?” Tangyu asked.
“Second on the right as you go upstairs,” Cai Long replied.
“I’m sure you’re wise.
So, come with me now; without you as my talisman, how would I deal with those bodyguards outside?” Tangyu said as he grabbed Cai Long and walked towards the door.
In the living room, Cai Long’s two personal bodyguards kept their eyes glued to the doorway, their duty as loyal subordinates to protect Cai Long’s safety at all times.
Even as he entered the room, they never took their eyes off the door.
When the door opened, they saw their boss being dragged out with a gun to his head, trailing a line of blood, six bloody holes in his legs—a shocking sight.
The two bodyguards’ faces changed color, and they instantly pulled out their guns, aiming at Tangyu.
Song Qingyu and Liu Shanshan also jumped up from the couch.
The maid screamed in terror, attempting to run, but with a quick glance, Song Qingyu grabbed her and, with a precise and fierce cut, knocked her unconscious on her neck.
It would be troublesome if she escaped—the situation once the police were alerted could be difficult to manage.
The bodyguards outside, hearing the commotion, quickly entered in a single file, encircling Tangyu and the others.
Song Qingyu and Liu Shanshan quickly moved behind Tangyu.
He told them, “Xiao Zhi and Xiao Yu are in the second room on the right, on the third floor.
Go save them; I’ll handle this.”
“Okay, be careful,” Song Qingyu nodded, taking Liu Shanshan upstairs.
The bodyguards attempted to stop them, but seeing Tangyu pressing the gun to Cai Long’s head, they immediately stood down in fear.
Three minutes later, Song Qingyu and Liu Shanshan came down with Xiao Zhi and Xiao Yu, seeing the living room in disarray, the bodyguards and Cai Long completely knocked out on the floor.
Song Qingyu was impressed; Tangyu’s strength was indeed unfathomable.
Only such a man could fearlessly face any situation, audaciously confronting Donglin County’s local villain Cai Long single-handedly.
In someone else’s shoes, a hundred lives wouldn’t be enough.
“Brother Tangyu,” Xiao Zhi and Xiao Yu greeted happily upon seeing Tangyu.
Tangyu glanced at them; they had lost weight in just a few days, looked unwell, their faces streaked with tears.
“We shouldn’t stay here long—let’s hurry.”
Once out of the villa and in the car, Song Qingyu drove, Liu Shanshan and Xiao Zhi and Xiao Yu in the back, Tangyu in the front passenger seat.
The area was close to the highway, making escape once on the highway much simpler.
The fast drive brought them to the high-speed entrance, but there were police officers conducting checks.
“Hmm, Fu Bochuan has been informed?” Tangyu frowned slightly.
However, the police presence was small, likely just the stationed officers.
Song Qingyu’s gaze swept around: “It’s not impossible, perhaps there are still some devices in that villa that we haven’t noticed, or someone we’ve overlooked.
Cai Long is a cunning old fox; it’s always better to be cautious, especially since this is Cai Long’s territory.
We’ll see what the police say later.
If something is off, we’ll rush over immediately.
Once we reach Donglin City, they won’t be able to stir up much trouble.”
“Hmm, thanks,” Tangyu said, acknowledging that it was difficult for her, a police officer, to engage in illegal activities.
If this issue were to escalate, it could inevitably impact her too.
“No problem,” Song Qingyu replied.
A police officer walked over and knocked on the car window.
Tangyu’s gaze was also on the movements of the other police officers around; she noticed a few looks of hostility and frowned, feeling that something was indeed not quite right.
“Sorry to disturb you, but we are setting up a checkpoint and hope you can cooperate with our efforts, thank you,” the officer said.
“Sure, go ahead, but we are in a hurry,” Song Qingyu said.
“It won’t take much time, please turn off the engine,” the officer requested.
“Go!” Tangyu suddenly shouted, and without a moment of hesitation, Song Qingyu released the brake and pressed the accelerator; the engine roared as the car charged like a wild horse freed from its reins.
The police officers were initially stunned but then quickly got into their cars, and two police sirens wailed as they began the chase.
Song Qingyu broke through the barrier and sped onto the highway, where her speed skyrocketed.
Liu Shanshan and the others had already fastened their seat belts, with Liu Shan holding on to one, but the little children were not at all afraid of the extreme speed.
“The car ahead, stop immediately or bear the consequences,” sounded a loudspeaker from the two chasing police cars.
The little children were utterly baffled, and Little Rain suddenly said: “Aren’t all police officers supposed to be good people, Sister Shanshan, Brother Tangyu?
Why are they chasing us?
They should be after the bad people.”
Hearing Little Rain’s innocent and adorable words, Tangyu smiled but didn’t know how to respond.
Two police cars chasing one car was a scene typically seen only on television, rarely encountered in real life.
The other drivers on the road, unaware of the reasons, swerved out of the way.
Fortunately, the highway was broad and not very busy, allowing the three cars to speed wildly, all breaking 140 mph.
The chase was not heart-stopping, but they closely pursued for a full half hour.
“More police cars are coming from behind; it looks like Fu Bochuan and his team.
We still have an hour before we get to Donglin City; our situation doesn’t look good,” Song Qingyu said with a cold expression.
Tangyu had already seen six or seven police cars catching up from behind; their approach was swift, clearly having the upper hand.
If nothing unexpected happened, they would likely be intercepted before reaching Donglin City.
“Yeah, the road ahead is blocked,” Song Qingyu’s brows furrowed once more as she saw that the road ahead had been completely blocked by four police cars parked side by side.
Unless they crashed through, which wasn’t an option—sharp spikes had been laid across the road ensuring any attempt to rush through would result in blown tires.
Furthermore, about a dozen officers were ready and waiting, guns pointed ahead, ready to shoot without hesitation if Song Qingyu dared to break through.
Such a display quashed any thoughts of escaping, forcing her to hit the brakes and decelerate.
Song Qingyu’s cold face grew even tenser, as the situation clearly looked dire.
Tangyu’s eyes glowed eerily cold.
Liu Shanshan hugged the children tightly, her face filled with worry.
“Tangyu, don’t do anything rash, let me handle this,” Song Qingyu said, glancing at him.
Tangyu gave a slight smile: “Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.”
After instructing Liu Shanshan to stay at home and take care of the children, Tangyu and Song Qingyu exited the car.
Nearly ten other police vehicles stopped, and a group of fully armed officers stepped out, aiming their guns at them.
A grim-looking Fu Bochuan jumped out and walked over, his expression ugly as he glanced at Tangyu before turning to Song Qingyu with a cold voice: “Captain Song, what is the meaning of this?”
Seeing Fu Bochuan’s accusatory demeanor, Song Qingyu was not the least ruffled and faced him: “I didn’t mean any disrespect, Director Fu.
I was just on a personal quest to find someone with my friend.
Now that we’ve found them, we’ll be going back.”
“Go back?
Hmph!” Fu Bochuan scoffed coldly, sneered, and said: “Captain Song, I can overlook your deception as if nothing happened.
You can go.
I’ll give you that much face.
However, your friend here must stay, and so must they.”
“Reason,” Song Qingyu demanded coldly, confident that Fu Bochuan wouldn’t dare to touch her.
“Captain Song, I’ve already shown you respect.
A reason, you ask?
How about fraud?
Assault?
Illegal possession of a firearm?” Fu Bochuan said coldly, utterly unrecognizable now.
Since Fu Bochuan had made his stance clear, there would be no more favors for Song Qingyu.