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Chapter 1386 - 674: Misfortune with the Car, Encounters an Arrest_2

Chapter 1386: Chapter 674: Misfortune with the Car, Encounters an Arrest_2

Others couldn’t help but gather around to see, but only Chairman Dong and Director Liu were close enough to peek through the crack in the window to see what was happening below. Director Liu was puzzled and asked Yan Fei beside him, "Didn’t you say there were staff working inside? Why are only two security guards at the door grappling?"

Chairman Dong glared, "They’re preparing for a major operation. Is it appropriate for them to show up over a petty brawl?"

Director Liu slapped his forehead, "Look at my brain. So Younger Brother Yan’s car was smashed for nothing? It’s not appropriate to go down now either."

Yan Fei was also full of frustration. Since the Mercedes Benz S600 had been in his possession, although he usually didn’t take good care of it, it never really got scratched or dented. Even when driving it out from the venue, he was extremely careful. Who didn’t know how expensive that car was?

He didn’t expect that coming out for a meal tonight, his car would suffer too.

Just as he was about to say something, he looked down, grabbed Chairman Dong and Director Liu back, "Stop looking, the people down there are probably the targets of the operation. Let’s stay out of it!"

Director Liu stepped back but still struggled to move forward to look, "That guy leading the assault, his voice sounds familiar. I think he’s not just some street punk. It’s a bit dark outside and hard to see, otherwise I might recognize that kid."

Before he could finish, the group Yan Fei had spotted earlier had already walked up the stairs. Several people who appeared to be idling in the tea house and a few around gradually converged on the stairwell, only to hear a loud shout, "Action!"

In an instant, everyone surged towards the stairs. Then, the people in the room on the second floor also rushed out, blocking those who were still leisurely ascending the stairs at the stairwell entrance.

Various shouts spread throughout the hotel, some shouting not to move, some caught who hadn’t reacted yet were yelling what was happening, creating quite a commotion.

Just when everyone thought the situation was under control, suddenly, a gunshot rang out.

Immediately after, someone shouted loudly, "Be careful, the suspect has a gun."

"Someone’s hurt. Call an ambulance quick."

"I’m okay, catch him, don’t let him get away."

"Don’t shoot, watch for friendly fire."

With the disorderly shouts, especially upon hearing someone had been injured—although the voice shouting ’I’m okay’ didn’t sound like Lin Baoguo’s—Yan Fei couldn’t stay calm either, "No, I have to go check it out. Don’t let my uncle get hurt! You folks better not come out..."

Saying this, he had already dashed to the door and ran out.

Running to the stairwell, he first shouted, "My uncle’s from the police station, I’m going to check on him!"

A gunshot just echoed, and with the current chaotic situation at the stairs, he had to shout first; otherwise, he could easily be mistaken for a suspect—during the arrest it was too chaotic to shoot, and now alone he might get accidentally shot by the nervous special armed forces with nowhere to reason.

Fortunately, Lin Baoguo already knew he was there and looked up to shout at him, "I’m okay, get back."

Outside, there was a constant shouting, "Find somewhere to hide, move aside, don’t just stand there, take cover behind a car..."

As the shouting continued, another gunshot sounded. Lin Baoguo, unable to attend to him, quickly handcuffed the suspect he was holding down, drew his pistol, and charged down with a few colleagues.

Initially, Yan Fei thought to turn back, but seeing Lin Baoguo rush down, he leaped over the railing and jumped down, landing right beside Lin Baoguo. Leaving behind a "I’m going to help," he dashed past him towards the outside.

Just reaching the door, another gunshot rang. The bullet flew their way, not only putting a hole in the glass door but also eliciting a muffled groan from behind.

Yan Fei turned around and saw a special armed officer who was with Lin Baoguo. The officer, clutching his thigh and enduring the pain, shouted, "Everyone, get back! Be careful."

Seeing Lin Baoguo helping his colleague, Yan Fei rushed forward himself. He could tell that the gun was not fired towards the doorway. It was aimed at the few special armed officers who had first chased down the outside steps.

At that moment, the suspect had already opened the door of a car on the roadside, sat inside, and while holding a gun, was preparing to drive away, his body angled in a way that indicated he was about to start the vehicle.

The group that had given chase all had guns, but while they were supposed to be catching the suspect, they had to play babysitters too—initially, there were some hoodlums fighting near the hotel entrance, and they had to take care of them as well.

Moreover, the suspect was now on the road, and with vehicles unaware of the situation driving towards them, and even some people in the distance either stunned or watching the commotion, the group holding guns dared not fire.

If you’re going to help, you’ve got to see it through; you can’t just watch that guy drive off.

Yan Fei came to a sudden stop at the hotel entrance, looked around quickly, and had an idea. He took two steps to a large potted plant near the entrance, bent down, and hoisted it onto his shoulder.

By then, the suspect had started the car, retracted his gun, and was about to escape.

Yan Fei took a large step down the steps and towards the few special armed officers who had just emerged to give chase, he shouted, "Move!"

Then, with several large strides, like one throwing a shot put, he hurled the large flower pot at the car.

Those potted plants at the entrance were not the small type used inside buildings. The special armed officers, who were closest and heard the shout to move, hadn’t even had time to react before feeling something rush overhead with a whoosh.

Immediately after, there was a loud bang. The front hood of the car buckled into a large dent, followed by several noises before the engine died.

The car was smashed and stopped, the driver was unharmed, and almost at the same moment the special armed officers came to their senses to move forward and apprehend him, the suspect in the car also reacted. He quickly opened the door again, weapon in hand, intending to get out.

Unfortunately for the suspect, just as he was half out of the car door, Yan Fei, who had just hurled the flower pot, was already beside his car. Yan reached out and grabbed the suspect’s wrist that held the gun, twisted it gently and, with a crisp snap, the wrist was dislocated and the gun naturally fell.

By this time, a group of officers had also rushed over. Yan pressed the suspect against the car and handed him over to them. Lin Baoguo had arrived, furious, and yelled at him, "You rushed towards an armed suspect, do you think you have too many lives?"

"Maintaining public order is everyone’s responsibility. Watching my brothers charge towards the gunfire, could I stand by like a fool!" Yan Fei was quite emotional when he said this, clearly upset.

It wasn’t that he had any complaints about Lin Baoguo; although if it hadn’t been for seeing him charge ahead, he himself might not have chased after. He knew Lin was concerned about him. What upset him were the fools, and those drivers who didn’t watch where they were going.

If it weren’t for those people, the suspect would have been riddled with bullets long ago—everyone involved in the operation were elite soldiers. If not for those civilians, the suspect wouldn’t have had the chance to get into the car.

But then again, you can’t blame those people for lacking a sense of danger. From the start of the capture to now, it had only been a few minutes. Not to mention the people on the street, even those inside the hotel, many probably hadn’t even realized what was happening.

It’s just that people have lived too long in peace, in an environment where personal gun possession is prohibited, without that awareness. After all, this isn’t a foreign place where most people would know to run away immediately upon hearing gunshots—even amid panic, they would know to flee—For most of our people, who will probably never encounter such explosive situations in their lifetimes, hearing gunshots often leads them to think it’s just fireworks.

Other than hearing gunshots in movies or on TV, how many have really heard them in reality?

The operation erupted swiftly and ended just as quickly. Soon, a prepared police car, probably parked not too far away, drove over. Several officers jumped out and helped the apprehending officers to load the suspects into the van.