Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 351 - 352: Your Broken Gun

Chapter 351: Chapter 352: Your Broken Gun

Qiao Yutong stretched out both her arms, lunging at the guy, but she knew very well that at such a close distance, this act was completely in vain, just a meaningless resistance, and the only thing waiting for her in the end would be a bullet.

She wasn’t afraid to die. From the day she had entered the police force, she had thought about the possibility of dying in the line of duty, but to die like this was just too pathetic—because of her own carelessness, she let a criminal snatch her gun and then use it to kill her.

She really didn’t want to die now, even if death was inevitable. She wanted to die with a bang, not with this kind of suffocation. Unfortunately, there was simply no chance for her to choose now.

But no gunshot was heard, and suddenly a blur appeared before her eyes. A dark figure suddenly stood in front of her, and as she lunged, she ended up hugging the person’s back.

"Ah!" Then another scream came from in front of her.

Qiao Yutong was instantly shocked. This was clearly someone who had appeared out of nowhere to take a bullet for her. A surge of sorrow and anger rose from her heart and quickly turned into a powerful force.

Qiao Yutong let go of the person she had been hugging and kicked viciously from his side, striking directly at the chest of the criminal. Then she pounced like a crazed tiger, pinning the guy to the ground and giving him a ruthless beating.

The guy was begging for mercy under Qiao Yutong’s beating, crying for his parents, but Qiao Yutong was completely deaf to his pleas. She didn’t stop until he was silent, and then she cuffed him.

"Ah! Song Xiaodong! How could it be you?" Qiao Yutong turned around and saw that it was Song Xiaodong standing there. She exclaimed in surprise.

Song Xiaodong said, "Oh, it’s me."

"You..." Qiao Yutong suddenly hugged Song Xiaodong tightly and shouted, "I really didn’t expect you to take a bullet for me. Hold on, I’ll call an ambulance right away. And, yes, yes, if you have any last words, tell me now, just in case we can’t bring you back, so I can pass them on."

"You foolish woman, what nonsense are you spouting?" Song Xiaodong tapped Qiao Yutong’s head with his hand.

"Ah? You didn’t get shot?" Qiao Yutong abruptly let go of Song Xiaodong, looking him up and down.

"Nonsense, do I look as foolish as you?" Song Xiaodong said grumpily.

"Right, I almost forgot. You’re quite something, it’s good you didn’t get shot. No, wait! Who are you calling foolish, try saying that again?" Qiao Yutong immediately bristled.

"What’s the matter? You can’t accept it?"

"Nonsense, don’t think just because you saved me, you can talk to me like that."

"Fine, then I’ll make you accept it wholeheartedly. Tell me, did you know that guy was dangerous?"

"Of course, I knew. Drug dealers like him are extremely dangerous, which is why I had to catch him at all costs, so he couldn’t harm others in the future."

"So since you knew he was dangerous, why were you so careless when you were trying to catch him? Why didn’t you make him lose his ability to resist before cuffing him?"

"I... I was also out of breath from running back then," Qiao Yutong said in a weak defense before tilting her head back and adding, "Alright, I admit it, it was my carelessness, I was stupid. Are you happy now?"

Song Xiaodong chuckled and replied, "There’s a phrase that seems quite fitting right now, and it’s ’beauty with no brains’."

"You... say that again, I dare you!" Qiao Yutong couldn’t stand that phrase. Her bust wasn’t her choice, and she hated it when people linked it with her intelligence, which annoyed her immensely.

"You do have a big bust, and you are a bit brainless. Did I say something wrong?" Song Xiaodong teased mercilessly.

"Bastard, I’ll take you on." Qiao Yutong leapt up and aimed a flying kick at Song Xiaodong. Despite having exhausted herself with a sprint and then beating up the criminal, she still managed to gather the strength to jump up and try to kick him. Her stamina was truly exceptional.

But fatigue had indeed taken its toll, and Qiao Yutong’s kick was messy and lacked technique. Song Xiaodong simply stepped forward, intercepting her before her leg could reach him, and wrapped his arms around her waist.

This resulted in Qiao Yutong looking as if she had thrown herself into Song Xiaodong’s arms willingly, her legs wrapped around his waist, while he leaned forward, pinning her against a tree.

"Bastard, what are you doing?" Qiao Yutong had intended only to hit someone, yet now she found herself in such an embarrassing position.

"What do you think?" Song Xiaodong hadn’t planned on doing anything, but seeing Qiao Yutong’s panicked look, he was tempted to tease her. For some reason, he just couldn’t help but want to provoke her into a rage whenever they were together.

Qiao Yutong braced her hands against Song Xiaodong’s chest, glaring at him fiercely, and said, "Asshole, if you dare kiss me, I swear I’ll fight you."

"Are you reminding me to kiss you? Then I’ll just have to grant your wish." Song Xiaodong pulled her arms aside and secured them at her sides, then dipped his head down and pressed his lips to hers.

"Asshole, I told you, you’re not allowed to kiss me." Qiao Yutong turned her head to the side dissatisfied and roared angrily.

But since her body was restrained, except for moving her head, she had no other way to dodge, and soon her lips were caught by Song Xiaodong’s again, his tongue boldly slipping inside.

"Bastard... you... hurry up and let me go after you finish kissing," Qiao Yutong mumbled, and then closed her eyes.

Song Xiaodong found it amusing. This female cop was always saying one thing but meaning another; probably she wanted him to kiss her but was just too stubborn to admit it.

With this kiss, Qiao Yutong soon lost track of where she was, her body responding even more pleasantly than the last time she was kissed by this guy at the detective squad.

"Ah, you bastard, put me down." Suddenly, Qiao Yutong pulled away from Song Xiaodong’s lips, bracing her hands on his shoulders and trying to push herself upward.

"Why would I put you down?" Song Xiaodong asked with a smile.

"You jerk, your damn gun is poking me," Qiao Yutong said through gritted teeth, glaring at Song Xiaodong.

"Broken gun..." Song Xiaodong was speechless, it was the first time someone had described it like that; only Qiao Yutong could come up with such a term. His eyes narrowed as he said, "Do you want to see just how powerful this ’broken gun’ of mine really is?"