My Wife is Actually a top-tier Soldier King?!
Chapter 173 - 173 173 Capture Them Alive!

173: Chapter 173: Capture Them Alive!

They Dare Come Again?

173: Chapter 173: Capture Them Alive!

They Dare Come Again?

Whoosh—Bang!

The bullet pierced through branches and leaves, fiercely crashing into the trunk behind, leaving a deep dent.

Wu Jie threw himself over Tang Long and Zhu Cui, rolling forward and drawing the military knife that had killed the poisoned rat.

Swish!

The military knife was suddenly thrown, like an arrow released from the bowstring, piercing straight through.

Picking up the broken scythe blades from the ground, which had snapped off during the fight, he used them as makeshift throwing darts, hurling them in quick succession.

Suddenly!

The onrushing gunman stumbled and fell, screaming in pain.

Wu Jie had run out of blades, so he bent down through the gaps between the fruit trees and picked up a brick half.

The gunman had been hit by one of Wu Jie’s thrown scythe blades, which struck his right thigh.

The instant pain made him lose his balance and fall to the ground.

Upon seeing Wu Jie closing in, he raised his hand to shoot.

Whoo—Thump!!

The brick flew like a cannonball.

Its incredible speed smashed it right onto his forehead with amazing precision.

His forehead gushed blood, and he lost consciousness, collapsing to the ground.

Wu Jie sprinted forward and immediately kicked the gun from his hand.

Instead of picking up the gun, he pulled a military knife from the sheath on the gunman’s right thigh; Wu Jie knew his limits.

After all…

he was self-aware!

In movies and TV shows, you watch actors shoot guns as if they were toys.

But in reality?

Just a couple of days ago at the shooting range, Wu Jie found out it was all damn deceptive, the recoil was even greater than that of an assault rifle.

Shooting one-handedly with a style like the actors?

The strong recoil and the violent muzzle flip would mean that hitting the target was down to luck.

So, it was better to stick with a knife!

Meanwhile, Tang Long, who had hurriedly chased after him, picked up the gun immediately and kept vigilant of his surroundings.

Zhu Cui also ran over, but Wu Jie immediately shouted, “Don’t come over, just squat there!”

How could she come over?

Wouldn’t she see the gunman with blood on his face, and Tang Long on guard with a gun?

If he said it was a ruffian, how would Zhu Cui believe that?

“I thought there were only two, but suddenly another one popped up!” Tang Long carefully surveyed his surroundings.

“The likelihood of another one coming is probably not high!”

“Definitely!

I’ve never won another bottle when I buy drinks!”

“Huh?

What do these two things have to do with each other?

Hurry up and see if he’s dead!”

Wu Jie felt for the pulse, “He’s not dead, but that brick to the head surely concussed him!”

As he spoke, Wu Jie took the gunman’s belt and tied his hands behind his back.

He searched through his bag and found magazines, a drone controller, two mobile phones, and car keys, but no identification.

Looking at the wrists, damn it, he had applied gel to the pads of all his fingers; he left no fingerprints behind when committing crimes.

The gunman had a very average appearance and build, the kind of common face that wouldn’t leave an impression on people.

Tang Long carefully scanned the area and whispered:

“It seems there’s no one else.

Hand him over to me.

You take care of the other one; let’s get them out of here first!”

With that, Tang Long grabbed the back of the gunman’s collar, dragging him away like a dead mad dog along the furrows.

Wu Jie clenched the knife and stood up, “You go back to the courtyard with Dad first!”

Zhu Cui dared not delay and hurriedly followed.

Wu Jie doubled back and found the gunner who had nearly been crippled by his father-in-law with a cane.

After tying him up, he dragged him out of the orchard.

Dragging around an adult weighing more than a hundred kilograms was naturally time-consuming and laborious.

By the time Wu Jie and the other two emerged from the dense orchard, several SWAT officers who had just arrived immediately provided cover in shifts and came up to help.

Back in the courtyard, three assassins were immediately handcuffed and put in leg irons, and even fitted with special mouthguards.

Suicide by biting one’s tongue was impossible; that was just a deception in movies and TV.

There were too few capillaries on the tongue, and the blood loss was not significant, making it impossible to die from that.

The mouthguards not only prevented them from speaking and colluding with one another but also prevented them from biting their tongues and pretending to be mute to avoid interrogation.

Moreover, the efficiency of treating wounds and stopping bleeding was extremely high.

After spraying and cleaning the wounds and applying medication and bandages, they were tightly bound and put into the cars under close watch.

“Cui, you’re cooking dinner tonight.

Go to the kitchen and see if anything’s missing; if there are no vegetables, go pick some from the garden next door!”

Tang Xiao dismissed the visibly dazed Zhu Cui.

Aside from the times she had gone to the shooting range, where in real life had she ever seen such a grand scene?

This wasn’t catching thieves; it was more like war.

Zhu Cui went to the kitchen in a sulky mood, while Tang Xiao walked up to Wu Jie, looking him over.

“Follow me!”

Wu Jie gave an awkward smile and glanced at Tang Long walking towards the cars, then followed Tang Xiao to a small courtyard behind the house.

Tang Pingde sat on a Taishi Chair, calm and composed.

Several SWAT officers were scattered around, with a deep-faced colonel standing close by.

“You’ve come at the right time, Xiao.

Hurry and persuade the old man!” the colonel said anxiously and helplessly, “I said he had to have guards when he retired, but the old man called it a waste of troops.

Now see what’s happened, right?”

Tang Xiao sighed, “Who would have expected them to hit this place?

But Grandpa, you really should have security.

The estate walls may keep out the gentlemen but not the rogues!”

Tang Pingde chuckled, “What’s there to fear?

I survived the war-torn years with guns blazing.

A few petty thieves?

What can they do to me?”

“Heh, so you’re saying bullets have to turn around when they see you?” Tang Xiao huffed a laugh.

Seeing her grandfather say no more, she introduced, “This is Pan Chengyong, and this is my husband, Wu Jie!”

“Wow!

You’re something else, kid!

After what you did, those smelly boys of the Cheetah Special Operations Squadron are training even harder.”

Pan Chengyong came forward, sized up Wu Jie, and said with a laugh, “Looks can be deceiving!

To think that someone your size could take down six special forces members is no small feat!”

“They were just going easy on me.

If they had used knives or sabers, I’d be sliced up by now!” Wu Jie replied modestly with a smile.

“Don’t be modest; I’m not going to force you to do anything!” Pan Chengyong chuckled, “But when you have time, do visit our special forces brigade.

After all, the military and civilians are one family.

It’s good to exchange skills.”

Wu Jie nodded slightly, “That’s no problem.

But those three assassins…”

“Evil Group has committed innumerable crimes.

Now that we finally have live captives, the counterterrorism department has been informed.

They’re going to be put in a dark room for ‘tea,’ so I’m sorry, but they can’t be handed over to you for private handling!”

Put in a dark room?

For ‘tea’?

One could imagine what kind of treatment the three men would face.

“What about Meng Sihua, who hired the killer from behind the scenes?” Wu Jie pressed.

“We’ll have to see if there’s evidence of his transaction with Evil Group; otherwise, it’s tough to handle formally!

And this isn’t something within my authority, unless he directly threatens Old Mr.

Tang’s safety.”

Pan Chengyong shifted the topic, “But with Meng Changxin locked up in Tianyuan, he’ll come back sooner or later!”

As they were speaking, Wu Jie’s phone rang; it was Yu Hui calling.

“Director Wu, Meng Sihua actually came to Tianyuan with Xu Feng.

The plane is set to land at six in the evening!”

“Dare to come to Tianyuan?

Is he seeking death?”