Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 350 - 351 Qiao Yutong in Danger (Happy Chinese New Year’s Eve)

Chapter 350: Chapter 351 Qiao Yutong in Danger (Happy Chinese New Year’s Eve)

Song Xiaodong had left in a car from the Xiao Family, and no sooner had they driven far when a piercing siren sounded from ahead. The driver immediately pulled the car over to the side of the road.

Then, Song Xiaodong saw two cars roar up close in front of them. A police car overtook the vehicle in front, swerved sharply, then slammed on the brakes, blocking the path of the other car.

Song Xiaodong’s face darkened. He had seen police arrests before, but the way this police officer was driving was clearly reckless. With such high speed and such a forceful stop, it was bound to cause a car crash.

And, as he expected, the following car crashed directly into the police car, creating a huge noise as parts scattered in all directions. Fortunately, the police car only slid about ten meters but did not flip over, or else the people inside could have been in grave danger.

Both cars came to a halt, and people jumped out from within. Three police officers emerged from the police car, and two individuals from the other. Among the officers was the beautiful policewoman Qiao Yutong.

The two people from the other car dashed towards the roadside, which led up to a small hill shrouded by dense trees, making it extremely difficult to catch anyone who hid within them in the dark of night.

The three police officers also chased after them at a breathtaking pace, every bit as fierce.

Although the current public image of the police was not particularly good, there were still some police officers who risked their lives in pursuing criminals during major cases, and at least Qiao Yutong and her two colleagues were doing just that right now.

"Stop the car!" Song Xiaodong urgently shouted.

The driver immediately brought the car to a stop, and Song Xiaodong pulled open the door and jumped out.

Qiao Yutong might have been a woman, but she was physically strong and capable enough, running ahead of the other two officers quickly catching up to one of the criminals who appeared to have sustained injuries in the collision and was moving slowly.

When Qiao Yutong was still more than two meters away from the man, she leapt into the air and landed a heavy kick squarely on his back.

The man toppled forward immediately, the force of the impact causing him to roll twice on the ground before coming to a stop.

The other two officers rushed up to subdue the man who was putting up a fierce struggle, making it extremely difficult for them, but his chances of escaping now were exceedingly slim.

"You two handle him, I’ll chase the other one," Qiao Yutong called out as she broke into a run towards the forest.

The two officers hesitated but for a moment, and by then Qiao Yutong had already disappeared into the trees.

This time, Qiao Yutong was capturing two drug traffickers. She had always detested such criminals deeply—drugs were an absolute evil, and the nation had suffered greatly from them many years ago. So, towards those who trafficked drugs, Qiao Yutong wished she could execute them on the spot.

She absolutely wouldn’t let that man escape; she had to catch him.

Although the man ahead moved with agility, his stamina was clearly not great. After running about two hundred meters further into the forest, and while attempting to climb a slope, his strength failed him, and he slipped down.

Qiao Yutong was also thoroughly exhausted by now. Running such a high-intensity sprint a hundred times would leave one gasping for breath, let alone having already covered nearly four to five hundred meters.

You can imagine, when you were at school, there was the 400-meter event. If you tried to complete it with the sprinting pace of a 100-meter dash, how many could actually come to a standing stop? I’m afraid most would be exhausted and collapse.

"Police lady, I risk my life in this business, but do you really need to risk yours chasing after me?" the kid said, seated on the ground, panting heavily.

Qiao Yutong glared at him and pulled out her gun to point at the man as she shouted, "Catching scum like you is my duty. Don’t move a muscle, or don’t blame me for being rude."

"Move? I don’t even have the strength to lift a finger right now. I admit defeat this time. I’ve never seen such a desperate cop, and a woman at that."

Hearing this, Qiao Yutong couldn’t help but feel a bit proud and said, "Save your flattery. You lot would have been caught sooner or later. It’s just bad luck for you that you ran into me this time."

After catching her breath a little and regaining some strength, Qiao Yutong slowly approached the man, one hand holding a gun and the other taking out handcuffs.

The man continued to huff and puff, lying on the ground in no shape to rise.

Reaching the man, Qiao Yutong slowly squatted down, gun trained on him, and said, "You’d better not try any tricks, kid, or I’ll blow you away without a second thought."

"Sister, I’m too exhausted to pull any tricks. I’m about to cough up blood here." The man obediently held out his hands, waiting for Qiao Yutong to cuff him.

Seeing him so cooperative, Qiao Yutong let her guard down slightly, and as she went to cuff him, the hand holding the gun inevitably shifted slightly, causing the muzzle to veer off target.

But at that moment, the man suddenly flung off Qiao Yutong’s handcuffs with a quick move and snatched the gun from her hand in one smooth motion.

"You really think it’s that easy to catch me, missy?" the man taunted, with the gun pointed at Qiao Yutong’s head as he slowly sat up, a triumphant smile on his face.

Qiao Yutong, filled with remorse and rage, gritted her teeth and said, "If you have the guts, just kill me!"

The man sneered and said, "You think I wouldn’t dare to kill you? Trafficking drugs is a capital offense, killing a cop is the same. Either way, capture means death, so do you think I’d fear one more charge?"

Clenching her teeth, Qiao Yutong knew too well that the man was speaking the truth, which is why drug traffickers often meet police with fierce resistance; knowing they faced certain death if caught, they would flee to live another day.

With a cold laugh, the man added, "Damn, you’re quite a looker for a cop. If it weren’t for the fact that I’m in deep trouble today, I would’ve liked to have a go with you. What a pity. But as long as I stay alive, there are plenty of beauties waiting for me... so goodbye."

As he spoke, a cruel smile spread across the man’s face, his finger tightening on the trigger, coldly intent on taking Qiao Yutong’s life.

Today is New Year’s Eve. Tomorrow, right here, I wish everyone a Happy New Year’s Eve, family reunions, and prosperity, prosperity, prosperity... Having said that so many times...