"You'll be rotting in jail now. Heh."
This was Chen Canghai's reply when Li Qianfan held a gun to his head and demanded to know who gave him the authority to cuff them without any investigation.
Despite his arm being twisted behind his back and a gun pressed to his head, Chen Canghai was unfazed.
Even if he were beaten to death, he refused to believe Li Qianfan would actually shoot him.
No matter how powerful Li Qianfan's background might be!
Li Qianfan's expression was icy as he asked, "I'll ask you one more time. Who gave you the authority to cuff us without any investigation?"
"Heh."
Chen Canghai couldn't be bothered to answer, maintaining an arrogant demeanor and sneering.
Before the sneer had even faded—
BANG!!
A crisp gunshot echoed through the streets of Shanghai at three in the morning, exploding without warning.
Wang Jian, Wei Shifang, and the others all visibly flinched, their pupils constricting.
Yao Yao, however, showed no surprise, continuing to twist Chen Canghai's arm and grip his neck.
A bullet pierced the top of Chen Canghai's left foot.
"Ah—"
Chen Canghai cried out in pain.
But a gun barrel was shoved into his mouth, and his scream was abruptly silenced.
Li Qianfan detested it when people sneered at him mockingly.
If not for the uniform Chen Canghai wore, which Li Qianfan held in high regard, that shot would have blown his head off!
"I genuinely dislike your sarcastic, mocking sneer."
Li Qianfan didn't even glance at how Wang Jian and Wei Shifang were reacting.
After stopping Chen Canghai's scream, he pressed the gun barrel back to his head and said dully, "I'll ask you one last time. Who gave you the authority to cuff us without any investigation?"
Li Qianfan had asked this question twice before.
Chen Canghai had met him with a mocking sneer each time.
Would he still sneer the third time Li Qianfan asked?
No.
He wouldn't dare!
Because Li Qianfan truly dared to shoot!!
He hurriedly stammered, "Before coming here, I received a call from the victim. They said you caused a death and an injury, and then used violence against the victim's family. As a special officer of Shanghai, upon arriving at the scene, I naturally had to control you first to prevent further harm."
Well.
That reason was somewhat defensible.
Li Qianfan asked again, "Do you even have the face to call yourself a special officer of Shanghai? Instead of being a thug who listens to the Ma family's one-sided story and acts according to their wishes?"
Facing Li Qianfan's interrogation, Chen Canghai, with his bleeding left foot, was speechless.
"You people abuse the power the public has entrusted to you, daring to twist black and white and act tyrannically."
Li Qianfan sneered and turned to Wei Shifang and the others, "Since you like to act this way, then I'll show you what true bullying by the powerful looks like!"
At this moment.
Even an idiot could tell that Li Qianfan and Yao Yao were far from just being good fighters.
They dared to snatch a gun on the street, dare to injure Chen Canghai publicly, yet showed no panic, only cold ferocity in their eyes!
If anyone were to tell Wei Shifang, Ma Hongshan, and the others again that Li Qianfan and Du Yao Yao were ordinary people, they would slap them soundly across the face.
"For people like you, I don't even have the interest to pretend to be weak."
Li Qianfan raised the gun in his hand, pointing it at Wei Shifang and her husband, and said, "I'll say it again. I don't care if you are from the Ma family of Shanghai or not, you can start preparing for your funerals now!"
Wei Shifang and Ma Hongshan, whose faces were already pale, turned even more ashen.
"To prove I'm not just spewing empty threats, I'll let you see how your damn son died."
Li Qianfan said this, took out his phone, and video called Jiao San.
Soon.
Wei Shifang and the others saw a woman, with her back to the light and her face obscured by shadow, appear on Li Qianfan's raised phone screen. "Boss, what are your orders?"
Li Qianfan asked, "Did you do what I told you to do?"
Jiao San didn't answer, but instead rotated her phone camera.
Li Qianfan and the others saw—
A rooftop of a building.
At the front of the rooftop, a large neon sign.
The words clearly read the name of a Shanghai hospital.
The camera moved again.
Li Qianfan and the others saw, dozens of meters below the tall building, flashing police lights, people running, and people shouting.
The camera moved a third time.
Li Qianfan and the others saw a person, head down, feet up, being hung outside the rooftop railing.
Due to the angle, Li Qianfan and the others couldn't see the person's face.
But they could hear the person wailing and begging for mercy.
Upon hearing this voice, Wei Shifang screamed, "Xiao Qiang!"
Yes.
This person being hung from the rooftop of a Shanghai hospital was Wei Shifang's biological son, Ma Qiang.
Jiao San spoke, "Boss, do you want this kid to say something?"
After receiving Li Qianfan's order, she had no idea what was going on and was scolded. She then scurried to the hospital, found Ma Qiang, and efficiently hung him on the rooftop.
Ma Qiang, thoroughly terrified, could only cry and beg for mercy.
His tragic state would move even a heart of stone to tears.
Li Qianfan's cold heart, however, remained unmoved.
Merely for the fact that they had rescued Ma Qiang in time and bandaged his wounds, preventing him from burning to death (the car had caught fire) and bleeding to death, and yet he still "frankly" said he liked Yao Yao—Li Qianfan would never let him off!
"It's unnecessary."
Li Qianfan said, "Now, make him experience freefall."
What did it mean to make Ma Qiang "experience freefall"?
It meant Jiao San should cut the rope holding Ma Qiang with a single slash!
"You, you wouldn't dare!"
Wei Shifang reacted quickly, immediately lunging forward and shouting, "You bitch, let go of my son! Otherwise, I'll kill your whole family!"
With a snap.
The gun barrel in Li Qianfan's right hand firmly pressed against Wei Shifang's forehead.
Often.
A gun barrel exuding the scent of death was more effective than ten thousand people blabbering for three years.
Especially for a shrew like Wei Shifang, who was accustomed to bullying others and had forgotten her place, it was incredibly effective in making her shut up and calm down.
See.
As soon as Li Qianfan pressed the gun to her head, Wei Shifang's shouts and her attempt to snatch the phone immediately ceased.
"That person's surname is Ma, his name is Ma Qiang. I am now almost certain he is from the Ma family of Shanghai."
Li Qianfan looked at the phone and asked Jiao San, "Do I need to teach you what to do next?"
"No need."
Jiao San chuckled, "One, let the horse fly freely. Two, I suspect the Ma family of Shanghai has close ties with a certain dark organization. I will send people to investigate this matter overnight."
Li Qianfan nodded, "You're getting smarter."
"Of course. I guarantee I'll be even smarter when my belly starts to swell."
Jiao San giggled again, and a cold glint flashed!
Thud.
With a soft muffled sound, Jiao San severed the rope holding Ma Qiang with a single slice.
Ah!!
As Ma Qiang plummeted, Jiao San promptly aimed her phone camera at him.
Ah—
The more than a hundred medical staff, patients, and family members who had come out to watch the commotion in the middle of the night, as well as the special officers who had quickly arrived at the hospital, all let out involuntary screams as they witnessed Ma Qiang's freefall.
Thump.
Ma Qiang, falling from the rooftop on the 17th floor, slammed hard onto the cold, hard cement ground.
Whether he could still be saved—
In any case, President Jiao San wouldn't care.
She simply followed the boss's instructions, sent Ma Qiang into freefall, then giggled, turned off her phone, and with a few nimble frog leaps, disappeared to the other side of the rooftop.
As she flipped over and jumped down, she grabbed a lightning rod conductor that she had already observed, and quickly vanished into the darkness.
"Your precious son is dead."
Li Qianfan lowered his left hand, which had been holding the phone high, and said to Wei Shifang, whose mind had gone completely blank, "If you dare to repay kindness with enmity and abuse your influence to twist black and white, I will dare to send your son to his death."
He paused for a moment.
Li Qianfan then looked at Ma Hongshan and the others, who were now trembling uncontrollably, "Now, are you all stunned? Do you finally realize that after dominating Shanghai for so many years, you've finally kicked a steel plate? Are you afraid? Do you regret it? Unfortunately, it's too late."
Ma Hongshan and the others merely trembled; no one could utter a word.
Li Qianfan then looked at Chen Canghai, who had collapsed on the ground from the pain in his left foot, and said, "This matter tonight is not over."
"Right!"
Yao Yao nodded heavily, "Without three to five million, don't expect our forgiveness."
Li Qianfan—
Someone, quickly drag Yao Yao away!
Did he cause such a massive scene, snatching guns and killing people, just for a mere three to five million?
The key was that her words instantly shattered the chilling atmosphere Li Qianfan had created!
With a few clatters.
Li Qianfan tossed the several guns he had snatched into a trash can.
"I will be waiting in suite 1801 of the Great Wall Hotel for the esteemed arrival of the Ma family and the Chen family of Shanghai! Remember, I'm giving you only 12 hours. If you don't appear before me within 12 hours to apologize and pay reparations, someone besides the Director Wei and his wife will have to die!"
After speaking, Li Qianfan took Yao Yao's right hand, and with thirty silent onlookers at the scene, turned and walked away.