Espionage: Mastering the Ten Cruelest Tortures of the Military Intelligence Bureau from the Start

"Oh!"

A loud bang silenced the once noisy casino, drawing everyone's attention.

Xue Rong suddenly overturned the heavy table in the center of the casino, scattering broken glass and chips of varying denominations everywhere.

Upon seeing this, the guests rushed towards the casino's exit, creating chaos in the scene.

"Hey, One-Eyed, what are you doing?"

Qian Kun frowned, his face full of anger, but he still managed to suppress the anger that was about to erupt in his heart.

His clenched fists were so tight that his knuckles turned white, and his body trembled slightly, revealing the anger and restraint he felt at that moment.

"what?"

Xue Rong sneered, his single eye revealing greed and ferocity.

"These casinos are all mine today, let's call it even, how about that?"

Every word he uttered was full of provocation.

Qian Kun now understood that Xue Rong had come here today with the intention of causing trouble.

His lips trembled slightly as he forced out a few words through clenched teeth: "You're putting me in a difficult position."

Qian Kun knew that Xue Rong had the connection of Zhou Kai, the deputy district head's nephew, and had always been eyeing his territory.

But he didn't expect Xue Rong to make a move at this time, and so blatantly.

Xue Rong spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the ground, which landed with a "thud".

He chuckled dismissively: "Difficult? Then let's not do it! Brothers, grab your weapons!"

At his command, dozens of burly men shouted in unison and drew daggers and machetes from their waists or backs.

The henchmen brandished their weapons and charged madly towards Qian Kun and his group.

Qian Kun and his group were outnumbered and caught off guard by the unexpected attack. Four of them were killed in a single exchange.

Xue Rong's main job was to get things done for money. Moreover, this time it was the newly appointed director of the patrol police bureau in Jinhua District who personally sought him out. Xue Rong would need something from this new director in the future, so he naturally had to do his best to perform well.

Xue Rong looked at Qian Kun's injured and fallen subordinate and revealed a sinister smile.

He raised his machete and stabbed one of the injured men who was lying on the ground and struggling to get up.

The knife pierced his heart directly. The burly man's eyes widened, a gurgling sound came from his throat, and then he stopped breathing.

"Rat!"

Qian Kun's eyes were bloodshot with rage, and he roared out.

Haozi was his capable henchman who had followed him for many years, but unexpectedly, he died unjustly under Xue Rong's blade today.

Qian Kun had thought that even if he suffered a setback today, he could simply give the casino to Xue Rong and that would be the end of it.

But he never expected Xue Rong to be so ruthless; this was no longer a simple territorial dispute, but an attempt to wipe them out completely.

My repeated concessions have resulted in this outcome.

"You son of a bitch, Xue Rong, I'll take your life!"

Qian Kun roared and drew a Miao knife.

Qian Kun gripped his Miao sword tightly with both hands and charged at Xue Rong without regard for anything else.

When Xue Rong saw Qian Kun charging towards him with a knife, a look of panic flashed across his face.

He naturally knew Qian Kun's swordsmanship; his own second-rate skill level was no different from Qian Kun's death.

"Stop him!"

Xue Rong shouted loudly.

Upon hearing this, his trusted confidants immediately brandished their weapons and surrounded Qian Kun.

Qian Kun was now in a bloodthirsty frenzy. He took a step forward, swung his Miao sword, and slashed directly at one of the henchmen coming towards him.

The henchman raised his machete to defend himself, but Qian Kun's hateful blow made his arm go numb, and the machete flew out of his hand.

Qian Kun then turned around and slashed the throat of another person next to him with his Miao knife. Blood gushed out instantly, and the warm blood splashed all over Xue Rong's face.

Just as Qian Kun's knife was only half a meter away from Xue Rong, the casino door was violently kicked open.

A group of heavily armed police officers rushed in, and the leader was none other than Gong Shouguo.

"Everyone, put your hands behind your heads and squat down!"

An old patrolman shouted at the top of his lungs, then raised his rifle and fired a shot toward the ceiling. The "bang" of the shot instantly drowned out all the noise.

Qian Kun, who was holding the knife high, suddenly stopped, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes.

He knew in his heart that if he struck with that blade, there would be no turning back, and none of his men would survive.

Moreover, with so many dark gun barrels pointed at him, he would be riddled with bullets before the knife could even strike.

Upon seeing this, Xue Rong's face lit up with joy, and he hurriedly called out to Gong Shouguo, who had just entered, "Director Gong, you've finally arrived! Qian Kun, he..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gong Shouguo glared at him fiercely.

Xue Rong was startled. He had been in the underworld for many years and immediately realized that he had spoken out of turn.

Trying to get close to Gong Shouguo in public is tantamount to making it clear that you have a shady deal with him.

I almost lost my life just now; I accidentally said something inappropriate.

So Xue Rong obediently dropped his weapon, put his hands behind his head, and squatted down.

Gong Shouguo looked serious. The patrol officers he brought quickly took action, handcuffing everyone's hands behind their backs with specially made handcuffs and taking them back to the police station's jail.

The brawl quickly spread throughout Jinhua District, causing quite a stir.

When Zhou Kai learned of this, he was so angry that his face turned red and the veins on his forehead bulged.

"Snapped!"

He slammed his thick palm hard on the sandalwood table, making the teacups on the table jump and spill tea all over the floor.

"What's Xue Rong up to? And that guy surnamed Gong, doesn't he know Xue Rong is one of my men?"

Zhou Kai glared angrily and roared through gritted teeth.

Then, he turned to look at a middle-aged man who exuded a military air.

"Brother Ma, I'll have to trouble you today."

"Look at you, just tell me if you need anything."

The middle-aged man called Brother Ma nodded slightly, his tone calm and respectful.

The so-called "Brother Ma" is the head of the guard squad of the deputy district head of Jinhua District, and he is considered a prominent figure in Jinhua District.

Because Zhou Kai frequently sent large sums of money, valuable antiques, and calligraphy and paintings to his uncle, the deputy district head's residence was filled with gifts.

Therefore, to a certain extent, Zhou Kai had the right to use some of the resources at the hands of this deputy district head, including his guard squad.

Then, Zhou Kai couldn't wait to lead his guard squad to the police station to support his underlings.

They drove recklessly, and pedestrians had to scramble to get out of their way.

Meanwhile, in his office, Su Mingzhe listened to Gong Shouguo's report over the phone, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips.

Everything was going in the direction he had envisioned.

They then quickly assigned an action team and collected their equipment from the equipment department.

Then, Su Mingzhe sat in the Ford and led the entire action team straight to the police station.