"You... you have great courage, daring to oppose the authorities. You are as good as dead... If I were you..."
The man with the mustache stood by his soldiers, his courage instantly bolstered.
He hadn't been paying attention earlier, letting that fellow slip through the cracks.
Now his focus was entirely on him. If he dared to make a move, he would immediately order his soldiers to open fire.
However, seeing the desperate look in that fellow's eyes, he couldn't help but stammer.
That fellow showed no intention of speaking, merely frowning slightly.
"Will you withdraw or not?"
After a moment of standoff, that fellow asked coldly, offering no room for negotiation, only a threat!
"Hmph! On what grounds? Who do you think you are? Don't forget this is Minghua City. You're an outsider, no matter where you came from! This matter today, stay out of it, and I'll pretend you're just passing through!"
The man with the mustache blinked, then returned to his usual bluster.
He guessed that the fellow might be hesitant because of the soldiers behind him.
To confirm his judgment, as he spoke, he took two or three steps back.
The two soldiers beside him instantly became like guardian deities, conveniently shielding him.
This gave him the confidence to challenge that fellow!
"What did you say?"
That fellow asked coldly.
He hadn't intended to argue, but in the mortal realm, he didn't want to reveal his strength too early.
However, the person before him was truly arrogant. It would be an insult to the soldiers present if he didn't teach him a lesson.
Almost as soon as that fellow finished speaking, his hand shot out and grabbed the man with the mustache by the neck.
The soldiers around him didn't even react!
"Wow, so fast!"
Onlookers marveled.
The docks had been cordoned off, and some people had been searched inside Red Island.
As the man with the mustache was called out, some of Red Island's staff started gathering at the entrance to watch the commotion.
However, they remained inside the doorway.
"Ah! ...Ah..."
The man with the mustache cried out in pain.
He had no idea who this person was or how he could be so fast!
"Tell them to withdraw!"
That fellow commanded.
The man with the mustache was unwilling, but he was helpless now and could only nod.
That fellow released his grip again, took a puff from his cigar, and then held it in his hand.
"Cannot withdraw!"
Just as that fellow's voice fell, someone shouted!
All eyes turned to him.
"Director Zhao! You're finally here! Look at them resisting so stubbornly, especially... especially that guy!"
The man with the mustache, with a sudden burst of cunning, quickly rushed towards Director Zhao.
That fellow made no move to stop him. As long as he didn't enter Red Island, he was still within his grasp.
"Who is that person?"
Shu Xiaoxin quietly asked Director He.
"Oh, he's from the Provincial Police Department. I've only met him a few times, not very familiar,"
Director He replied calmly.
Director Zhao arrived with many soldiers, fully armed from head to toe, with live ammunition and various weapon configurations.
Seeing this, everyone present wore a grave expression.
"I have a premonition, this won't end well today!"
"Isn't that obvious? Look at who's here, so many at once! And look over there, there are snipers!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! My goodness, what's happening today, it's like an exercise!"
"Bah, bah, bah! How can that be an exercise? This is real combat!"
...
The hushed whispers around them were no less thrilling than the scene itself.
That fellow was unfazed by all this. He took lives without needing to ask permission.
"What business are you in? We are performing official duties. We advise you not to interfere!"
Director Zhao was quite polite, speaking calmly to that fellow.
"Director Zhao, I didn't expect your esteemed presence today. What brings you here? Oh, right, let me introduce you. This is our shareholder, Boss Na. And this is Director Zhao from the Provincial Police Department!"
Shu Xiaoxin stepped forward at the opportune moment, introducing that fellow to Director Zhao.
He was a businessman; there was nothing that couldn't be resolved through discussion.
This was to ease the tension between the two parties and avoid future trouble.
"This is a search warrant. You are the boss, you may examine it carefully!"
Director Zhao produced the search warrant. Given the circumstances reported by the man with the mustache, he held the warrant tightly.
Usually, only one search warrant was issued for a place at a time.
However, for such a significant matter, more preparation was necessary.
"No need. Take your people and get lost!"
That fellow showed no regard for appearances. His words slammed the door shut.
He was not a businessman, and business in the mortal realm was optional.
Whether he was happy or not was another matter entirely.
Although the newcomer's attitude seemed amicable, he didn't like him. He didn't suit his temper.
"Hmph! What if I don't?"
Director Zhao, being from the police department, could not possibly bow down to criminal elements!
He said firmly. Since there was no room for negotiation, force was the only option.
"Not leaving? Believe it or not, I'll strangle you to death!"
That fellow said fiercely, making many people tense up.
Only those with a vast disparity in strength could truly strangle someone to death. Moreover, in broad daylight, who had the ability to strangle a provincial police director to death?
Those who understood such things knew that whoever spoke like this was just boasting and it was impossible.
"Hahaha, want me to give it a try?"
Director Zhao asked fearlessly.
The man with the mustache remembered the pain of being choked and shivered internally.
"Whoosh!"
In just an instant, that fellow's hand clamped onto Director Zhao's neck.
"Ah!"
Director Zhao cried out in pain, his face turning crimson.
"Ah! It's real!"
Someone in the crowd exclaimed in surprise.
"Let go! Snipers, take position!"
The man with the mustache behind him immediately shouted.
Now that he wasn't being choked, he didn't have to worry too much about the other person's life.
Director Zhao had brought many men, including specialized snipers.
Subduing such a stubborn individual would require decisive action!
Hearing the man with the mustache's command, a sniper truly prepared to shoot that fellow's head off.
"Let go quickly, or I'll order my men to open fire!"
The man with the mustache yelled.
Director Zhao, with his neck being choked, couldn't speak, only waving his hands frantically.
He inwardly cursed the man with the mustache: "Damn it, it's not your neck being choked, why aren't you yielding first and letting me go!"
"You dare not let go! You're tired of living! Men, open fire, execute!"