Chapter 11

Chapter 11 Just as the Hand Reached to Cover the Sky, It Broke

Second floor, indoors.

Qin Yu had no time to mess around with Third Uncle. He went straight up and cracked him twice on the head with his gun butt, and Zhu Wei slapped the cuffs on him.

“Move it, let’s go, hurry up.”

Qin Yu dragged Third Uncle along, rushing downstairs at a brisk pace and shouting: “Don’t bother chasing the small fry, anyone you’ve got in hand, move them out now, don’t waste time.”

As he shouted, Qin Yu, Zhu Wei, and the others had already hauled Third Uncle out of the storefront. Outside, Ma Laoer, who had been pinned down, acted like a wild animal and bit Qi Lin’s palm, then screamed like a madman: “F**k your mother, grab your weapons, those police bureau people are back again.”

The moment the street stirred, the nearby drug dealers immediately grabbed their weapons and charged out. But Qin Yu had already made arrangements before arriving. Seeing Ma Laoer open his mouth to shout, he swung both arms in a wide arc and slammed the gun butt straight into Ma Laoer’s mouth with a thud.

“Oww!”

Ma Laoer writhed on the ground in pain, turned his head and spat out two front teeth, his lips split open into a bloody gash.

“Go out the side.” Qin Yu strode across the back road of the storefronts, waving his hand to urge everyone on: “Stop dragging your feet, grabbing five kilograms of the dirty goods is more than enough to put them all away for good. What are you hauling those boxes for, are you stupid?!”

Old Hei, who had been acting dense, only dropped the box after hearing this, grabbed two bags of antiviral drugs, and sprinted at full speed into the alley across the road.

On the street, a sea of heads surged forward as dozens of people came charging over in great strides.

“Bang bang bang!”

Qin Yu fired three shots into the crowd, but they still refused to scatter, charging forward like madmen and shooting back.

“Damn it, these drug dealers have got a death wish.” Qin Yu was pinned at the alley entrance, and seeing that even his gunfire couldn’t hold the situation, he immediately turned and ran.

About ten seconds later, just as everyone had made it through the narrow alley, they heard two sharp, ear-piercing screeches of brakes.

“Get in.” Old Hei and Xiao Liu pulled up in two vehicles, threw open the doors and shouted.

Qin Yu and the others didn’t dare linger. They shoved Ma Laoer, Third Uncle, and two accomplices into the police vehicles, then vaulted into the truck bed at the back.

Police vehicles in the black district came in two types: a seven-seat SUV and a five-seat pickup with a truck bed. Sedan-type police vehicles were only available to senior officials like Director Li, and were never seen on regular patrols. Because in this day and age, everyone valued practicality and utility, and there weren’t enough resources for anyone to put on airs. But the practical design of the police vehicles was a blessing at least — there was a truck bed to ride in, otherwise there would have been no way to fit everyone inside.

“Vroom!”

Once everyone was on board, Old Hei floored the accelerator and tore toward the outskirts of Tuzha Street at full speed.

As the two vehicles sped along, gunfire rang out almost without pause. The cars were riddled with bullet holes, and the three pairs of Thai G brothers, sitting on the outer sides, were virtually all hit to varying degrees.

“Damn it, don’t hold back, anyone who gets in the way up front, just ram them.” Qin Yu crouched in the truck bed and shouted.

Old Hei didn’t dare raise his head to look forward normally, so he ducked his head below the steering wheel and kept adjusting the vehicle’s direction, ramming and overturning several people before the crowd charging toward them finally began to scatter.

After the vehicles drove at full throttle through the Tuzha Street area for about a minute or so, they finally broke free completely. Qin Yu looked back at the hundreds of people still giving chase inside the street, wiped the sweat from his face, and sighed: “If this place isn’t managed properly, who knows what kind of shape Songjiang will end up in.”

“Smack!”

The words had barely left his mouth when Qin Yu heard a sharp crack on his head, followed immediately by a sting of pain.

“Respect, brother!” Zhu Wei slapped Qin Yu on the head and shouted: “You’ve got guts, that ambush was beautifully pulled off.”

Qin Yu frowned and shot him a glance, but said nothing.

……

Just past ten o’clock at night, inside the police bureau office building.

Qin Yu had his injured palm stitched up in the medical room, then walked straight into the interrogation room.

Ma Laoer was sitting on the floor with a cocky attitude, looking sideways at Qin Yu: “You’re in trouble now, in less than three hours……”

“Bang!”

Qin Yu lifted his foot and gave Ma Laoer a simple, brutal kick to the head.

“F**k!”

Ma Laoer’s head slammed into the wall from the kick, and he immediately saw stars.

“Five hundred people and it still wasn’t enough, huh?”

“Bang!”

“Tuzha Street, you think you’re the biggest shot around, do you?”

“Bang!”

“F**k your mother, playing the big boss, are you?”

“Bang bang bang!”

Cursing all the while, Qin Yu delivered seven or eight hard kicks to Ma Laoer’s head, until the man collapsed on the floor unconscious, blood pouring from his nostrils, his whole body convulsing.

“Come on, get some cold water, hurry up and douse our Brother Ma’s burning hot blood, quick.” Qin Yu turned and shouted at Old Hei.

Old Hei didn’t hold back either. He went to the bathroom and fetched a bucket of dirty water full of ice chips, then splashed it all over Ma Laoer’s head with a whoosh.

It took less than half a minute before the light came back into Ma Laoer’s eyes.

Qin Yu stepped on Ma Laoer’s shin, bent down, and barked at him: “Feel like doing some frog jumps, do you?”

At this moment, Ma Laoer looked at Qin Yu with a hint of fear in his eyes, and no longer dared to talk tough.

“On your knees!” Qin Yu suddenly bellowed.

Ma Laoer flinched in fright and instinctively shrank back.

“I said get on your knees.” Qin Yu pointed at the floor, eyes wide, and roared.

Ma Laoer was dumbstruck, and stammered: “Can’t… can’t we make this a little less humiliating, please?”

The moment Qin Yu heard that, he immediately raised his right leg.

“Thud!”

Before the kick even landed on Ma Laoer’s head, he instantly scrambled up and dropped to his knees on the floor.

“Frog jumps on your knees. If I’m not satisfied, you don’t stop, and if you stop for even a second, I’ll kick you.” Qin Yu grabbed Ma Laoer by the hair and said, one word at a time: “Understood?”

Two minutes later, Ma Laoer gritted his teeth and began doing frog jumps across the room on his knees: “A wise man… a wise man knows when to fold… damn it, fine, I give.”

……

Outside the door.

“Working overtime on the interrogation tonight?” Qi Lin asked.

“No need, everyone get some sleep.” Qin Yu shook his head: “Let them sit overnight first, tomorrow morning we start with the two smaller ones to get the evidence. Otherwise Ma Laoer and that Third Uncle of his will never talk. Those two have clearly been in this business for a long time.”

“Got it.” Qi Lin nodded and asked: “So are you going back to your new rental place? I can give you a ride.”

“No need, I’ll just stay here tonight.” Qin Yu shook his head: “I’ll rough it for one night, then get to work tomorrow morning.”

“Alright.”

After the two exchanged a few words, Qin Yu turned and headed to the washroom.

……

Inside an entertainment venue somewhere in the black district.

Yuan Ke answered the call, a look of mild astonishment in his eyes: “Seriously? Qin Yu led a team to Tuzha Street to make arrests, and actually pulled it off?…… Heh, this kid’s actually giving me a pleasant surprise.”