Chapter 013 【Forceful Counterattack】

A rugged Hummer SUV, like a tank, barreled from the street into the police station. The cops at the entrance were startled by the sudden vehicle and were about to curse, but upon seeing its license plate, they bit back their words.

Once the car came to a stop, a burly young man stepped out. He had a handsome face with sharp features, and an air of unruly defiance in his bearing.

Recognizing the young man's familiar face, the cop at the entrance immediately pretended not to notice, turning his head away. Although he didn't know the young man's true identity, he had personally witnessed him beating up his colleagues, and then was taken away from the police station by Hong Kong's Commissioner of Police, Chen Binglong, without facing any consequences.

In the memory of the cop at the entrance, this young man was the first person ever escorted out of the police station by the Commissioner.

The young man's brows were tightly furrowed, as if troubled by something, his expression anxious, with intense anger burning in his dark eyes. After jumping out of the car, he rushed straight into the police station's office building.

...

Meanwhile, the door to the room where Gu Feng was being held was pushed open again.

Hearing the sound, Gu Feng instinctively looked up, his eyes meeting a pudgy face with small, narrow eyes that squinted together, giving off a sinister impression. Behind the fat cop were four young policemen, each holding a baton.

The fat cop in charge, his face grim, strode over to Gu Feng, looming over him, and sneered, "Kid, you think you're tough, huh?"

Gu Feng glanced up at the disgusting face, then shifted his gaze away, not responding to Fatty's words.

"Still acting cool at a time like this? You don't know what's good for you!" As he spoke, Fatty suddenly swung his foot, aiming a kick straight at Gu Feng's face.

"Thud!" Just as Fatty struck, Gu Feng swiftly raised his arm, blocking the kick with a dull thud.

Before Fatty could pull back his foot, Gu Feng pushed with both hands, using all his strength. Fatty lost his balance and stumbled backward.

Seeing this, the four cops behind him quickly rushed to support him.

Once Fatty steadied himself, his expression turned utterly sinister. He glared coldly at Gu Feng, panting heavily, and growled, "Beat him! Beat him senseless!"

As soon as he gave the order, the four cops behind him raised their batons and advanced toward Gu Feng. All four wore cruel smiles, looking at Gu Feng as if he were a lamb ready for slaughter.

Although they all knew Gu Feng was a skilled fighter, at that moment, he was handcuffed and hadn't eaten all night. They didn't believe Gu Feng could take on all four of them under such conditions.

Seeing the four cops approaching with their batons, Gu Feng gently rolled his neck, his gaze filled with disdain. By now, he was certain that the fat officer with the rank of Superintendent was colluding with the Zhou family.

"Thud!"

"Smack!"

...

Half a minute later, the four cops lay on the ground, curled up, moaning incoherently, their faces twisted in agony.

The fat cop stared in shock, sweat beading on his forehead. He couldn't believe that Gu Feng, handcuffed, had managed to take down four well-trained officers in just half a minute.

After the initial shock, the fat cop wiped the sweat from his brow, remembered something, and abruptly drew his pistol from his waist, aiming it at Gu Feng. "Go ahead and move now! I dare you to try!"

Facing the dark muzzle of the gun, Gu Feng remained still, his brows tightly furrowed.

Seeing Gu Feng hesitate, the fat cop sneered, "What's wrong? Not so tough now? Scared? Let me tell you, once you're in prison, you'll never have an easy life! If you mess with me, I have a hundred ways to finish you off!"

"All four of you, get up and beat this bastard!" With the gun in hand, Fatty felt much more confident. "If he dares to move, I'll shoot him!"

Just as the fat cop was pointing at Gu Feng and shouting triumphantly, the door to the room was suddenly kicked open.

The sudden noise made him jump. He instinctively turned around, ready to curse, but upon seeing the familiar face, he swallowed his words.

He quickly forced a flattering smile and asked, puzzled, "Mr. Qiao, what brings you here?"

The young man surnamed Qiao didn't even glance at the fat cop. Instead, he narrowed his eyes, scanning the room. When he spotted Gu Feng standing in the distance, his expression changed abruptly, his dark eyes flashing with excitement.

In one swift motion, he rushed over to Gu Feng, stood at attention with his feet together, saluted, and said in a trembling voice, "Reporting, Instructor! Qiao Gang is late. Please punish me!" As he spoke, he stared intently at Gu Feng's face, tears welling in his eyes.

In the room, including the fat cop, all five men were stunned to see the young man surnamed Qiao standing before Gu Feng like an obedient child.

Especially the fat cop, whose arrogant expression vanished instantly, replaced by a pale, terrified look. Cold sweat had begun to trickle down his forehead, but he didn't wipe it away. Instead, his eyes darted around frantically as he tried to think of a way out.

Gu Feng wanted to reach out and pat the young man's shoulder, but when he raised his hand and saw the handcuffs, he lowered it again.

Seeing the handcuffs on Gu Feng's wrists, the young man surnamed Qiao's expression darkened, his eyes seeming to spit fire. Without waiting for Gu Feng to speak, he turned and strode toward the fat officer, saying coldly, "Superintendent Yan, you've got some nerve, daring to set up my big brother!"

Earlier, when Gu Feng had called him, he had already gotten a rough idea of what had happened and had been simmering with anger. However, upon seeing Gu Feng again, he had been too overwhelmed with emotion to confront the fat cop. But now, seeing Gu Feng in handcuffs, he was furious—completely furious!

In his view, handcuffs were for criminals, not for outstanding soldiers like Gu Feng!

"Mr. Qiao, let me explain..." Sensing that the young man surnamed Qiao was about to explode, the fat cop trembled uncontrollably, his expression on the verge of tears—a stark contrast to his earlier demeanor.

"Explain it to your mama!" the young man roared, swinging his right hand. With a loud "smack," five finger marks appeared on the fat cop's face, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Without even wiping the blood from his mouth, the fat cop looked at the young man surnamed Qiao with pleading eyes, hoping he would stop. But the young man gave him no chance to explain, lifting his foot and delivering a series of fierce kicks to the fat cop on the ground.

The young man wore special steel-toed combat boots from the special forces. A full-force kick packed considerable power. The fat cop curled up in pain, letting out sharp, piercing screams, looking like a slaughtered pig.

"Qiao Gang, that's enough." Seeing that the fat cop was no longer able to struggle, Gu Feng stopped Qiao Gang. He knew that with Qiao Gang's fiery temper, if he continued, the fat man might very well be beaten to death.

Hearing Gu Feng's words, Qiao Gang stopped, spitting at the fat cop. "Listen up, Yan! Go tell that bastard surnamed Zhou that if he wants to play, I'll play with him slowly! And don't think I don't know what you did today. I'll have Chen Binglong sort this out!"

With that, the young man ignored the fat cop's pleading gaze, snatched the keys from another officer, walked over to Gu Feng, and unlocked the handcuffs. "I'm sorry, Brother Instructor. Qiao Gang has let you suffer!"

Gu Feng gently patted Qiao Gang's shoulder. "Gang Zi, it's been three years, and your temper is still as fiery as ever."

Hearing the name "Gang Zi," Qiao Gang felt a warmth in his heart. He instinctively scratched his head, the anger on his face vanishing completely, replaced instead by a shy expression, as if a child had just been praised by his parents.