Espionage: I became sworn brothers with Zheng Yaoxian at the beginning, and became the Seventh Broth

Chapter 110 Arresting People at Their Doorstep

At this moment, Ye Shaohong was sitting at a tea stall in front of the South City Police Station.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuang Yifan, a burly man standing at 1.89 meters tall, immediately led his men into the South City Police Station.

A dozen or so people suddenly burst in, startling many of the police officers who were on duty.

Immediately, a middle-aged man wearing the title of police chief stepped out. His hat was askew, his collar was unbuttoned, and a trace of oil stain could be faintly seen on his gray-white shirt.

"Who are you?"

"Do you even know where you are? Are you blind? How dare you cause trouble at the South City Police Station? You must have a death wish."

This man clearly held some prestige at the South City Police Station, and was always surrounded by sycophantic lackeys. As soon as he took the lead in speaking, seven or eight officers on duty rushed over, cursing and swearing.

They not only blocked Zhuang Yifan's way, but also cursed and gestured at him.

Several officers even pulled out their batons, ready to take action.

This is also normal.

It's because Zhuang Yifan and his group weren't wearing military uniforms for today's operation.

Police officers spend years on the streets, dealing with all sorts of people. Over time, they all become incredibly irritable, swearing is the least of their worries, and physical abuse is commonplace.

This has led to the current standoff.

Zhuang Yifan was a former bandit with a fiery temper; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he was easily provoked. However, he had only recently joined the Special Service Department. Furthermore, his years of imprisonment in Nancheng Prison had already instilled in him a deep respect for police officers.

Despite being tall and strong, and despite the intimidating power of the Special Service Department, Zhuang Yifan didn't dare utter a single harsh word when faced with seven or eight grumbling police officers on duty.

Zhuang Yifan was the leader. He restrained his temper and acted timidly. Those who followed behind him, who were just transferred from the local troops, dared not be presumptuous at all.

For a moment, the dozen or so of them were actually intimidated by the seven or eight police officers who remained on duty.

This scene, once revealed to the somewhat disheveled sheriff, only fueled his arrogance.

He walked slowly to Zhuang Yifan with a strange gait similar to that of a crab, unafraid of Zhuang Yifan's extraordinary height. He tilted his head back, pursed his lips, and started clicking his teeth again.

Then he spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the ground with a "pui" sound.

"Damn it!" "What the hell dares to act so arrogantly on my turf? Arrest them all!"

"And this big oaf, tell Old Liu in the cell to keep a close eye on him. When I get back from my patrol, I'll give him a good talking to!"

"And while you're at it, give me a little stretch!"

As the disheveled police chief finished speaking, several officers who had been watching the commotion gathered around with grins. They even pulled out brass handcuffs from behind their backs, pretending to apprehend and control Zhuang Yifan and his companions.

"you……."

Zhuang Yifan hadn't expected things to escalate to this point, and he was getting annoyed. Finally, he remembered his current identity.

"Let me see who of you dares!"

"The Bureau of Investigation and Statistics is handling arrests. Anyone who dares to obstruct them will be killed without mercy!" Zhuang Yifan is still too green. He hasn't shaken off the bandit's attitude yet. He speaks harshly, but he hasn't even drawn the gun from his waist.

And those three words, "no mercy," is that something a field investigator from the Bureau of Survey and Statistics should say?

"The Bureau of Statistics and Surveys? Damn, never heard of it!"

"Brothers, have you ever heard of this lousy survey and statistics bureau? What do they do? Are they some kind of street performers?"

"Kill without mercy? Are you trying to scare me? I'm not easily frightened."

"Come on, I'll put my head right in front of you right now, kill me if you want!"

This disheveled police chief, who spends his days roaming the streets, is truly a scoundrel, a real tough nut to crack. He doesn't care at all about Zhuang Yifan's warning.

They even brazenly insulted the Bureau of Survey and Statistics in front of everyone.

This scene was witnessed and heard by Ye Shaohong, who had just entered the police station.

Ye Shaohong's face immediately darkened.

"waste!"

It was unclear who he was cursing, but after a muffled groan, Ye Shaohong reached for his Browning M1910 pistol at his waist, raised it above his head, and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

A gunshot rang out, and the previously noisy and chaotic police station lobby immediately fell silent.

It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Immediately, everyone looked towards Ye Shaohong in the direction of the sound. The disheveled police chief was also a quick-witted man; as soon as he heard the gunshot, he immediately lay down on the ground.

He was looking at Ye Shaohong with shifty eyes. The other police officers were also terrified, some trembling and standing there dumbfounded, while others, like the disheveled police chief, immediately became alert and lay prone on the ground.

Many more people were still standing there, completely bewildered.

"Team leader!"

At this moment, Zhuang Yifan also saw Ye Shaohong. Seeing the murderous look on Ye Shaohong's face, Zhuang Yifan immediately shrank his neck and then called out in a low voice.

"Don't call me team leader, I can't afford to lose face like that!"

Zhuang Yifan blushed, and the 1.89-meter-tall strong man was so ashamed that he almost shed tears. The other field agents also looked embarrassed and dared not meet Ye Shaohong's gaze.

Ye Shaohong was so angry he almost fainted.

"They blocked your way, why didn't you draw your guns?"

"Are the guns we were given to you just firewood? Even if they are firewood, you can still swing them around a couple of times!" "Look at the state of you all..."

Ye Shaohong took a long breath, forcibly suppressing the restless anger in his heart. Then he raised his hand and fired a shot, hitting the thigh of the disheveled police chief who had been shouting and extremely arrogant just a moment before.

Amidst the disheveled sheriff's pitiful wails and screams, Ye Shaohong glared at Zhuang Yifan and the others with a look of utter disappointment.

"Have you learned it?"

"If they learn it, then arrest them!"

"After today's operation, all of you get the hell to the training ground. No one is allowed to eat dinner. You're all going to have extra training until late at night!"

If we're talking about ruthless people, Ye Shaohong is the most ruthless.

He was the kind of person who was ruthless and didn't talk much. Plus, with a privileged institution like the Bureau of Survey and Statistics as his backer, Ye Shaohong really didn't want to waste his breath and argue with these clowns from the South City Police Department.

That's why he chose this most violent and direct way to settle this grudge. Hearing Ye Shaohong's words and seeing his actions, Zhuang Yifan suddenly raised his head, his eyes wide open, flashing with a burning light.

There was a sense of realization, regret, but more than anything, there was resentment and anger.

"Yes!"

"I will obey the team leader's orders!"

After the angry roar subsided, Zhuang Yifan turned his head and looked at the disheveled police chief. A ferocious look appeared on his fleshy face, and he took a few steps and walked over.

"You brat, weren't you so arrogant just now? Come on, be arrogant again!"

"You dare to stop me from doing my job at the Statistics Bureau and arresting people? I think you really don't want to live anymore. Don't worry, I also want to loosen up my muscles. I'll take you back and slowly treat you!"