Chapter 205: Capture

Wu Zhekun and his men, who originally held a numerical advantage, were suddenly overwhelmed.

Wu Zhekun is a man; even so, he still led his men to charge into battle, unable to deal with even these small goons—how could he, now a soldier, lead troops in war?

But with Guo Tuzi's group joining, the Blue Camp's morale surged; even if Wu Zhekun swore to defend the position to death, he couldn't stand against the numbers and was left only to take the hits.

From afar, Qin Shou saw the scene and immediately frowned.

He had originally intended to let Wu Zhekun and his men give the Blue Camp a good beating, but the situation turned the other way.

He quickly made arrangements; since the fight had already broken out, it was a perfect moment to capture people.

Just as he was about to issue the order to capture, a jeep suddenly drove by from the side, heading straight for the brawl site.

Qin Shou frowned, "What's going on? I haven't said to start capturing yet; who acted on their own?"

Someone nearby glanced at the jeep and said, "It's not our vehicle; it looks like it has the Cultural Troupe's license plate."

"Cultural Troupe? What are they doing here?"

Qin Shou had just muttered when a "bang"—the sound of a gunshot—rang out at the fighting spot.

The two groups on site had already been scattered and broken up.

When the gunshot sounded, both groups stopped simultaneously and looked outward.

When the jeep stopped, a woman of nine‑head‑height proportion stepped out, holding an automatic rifle, with two armed police standing behind her.

Although the woman's face was pretty, her expression was stern and intimidating.

"Dare to gather here and fight, you're all under arrest!"

Hearing the woman's words and seeing the rifle in her hand, neither group had any desire to keep fighting; they instantly tossed aside bricks, clubs and the like, scattering like birds and beasts.

Fearing that moving too slowly would get them caught again, some even abandoned their shoes and dared not turn back to retrieve them.

"Lu Cheng, why are you still standing there? Run!" Zhao Bin grabbed Lu Cheng's arm and pulled him to run.

Lu Cheng was puzzled; the newcomer was Su Feixue—wasn't she preparing for a performance? Why was she here?

The point was that Su Feixue shouted "capture", but it seemed only to intimidate; she had no intention of actually capturing anyone.

Her eyes scanned the fleeing crowd, and finally she locked onto someone; after a few steps she twisted Wu Zhekun.

Lu Cheng thought perhaps she was only grabbing the leader; after all, Su Feixue's group was small, and one vehicle couldn't take everyone away.

Lu Cheng didn't want to tangle with Su Feixue at this moment, so he followed Zhao Bin onto a bicycle and fled, but Zhao Bin ran faster than a rabbit because he carried a triangular bayonet, making the consequences of being caught even worse.

Just as he mounted the bicycle, the jeep accelerated and stopped right in front; as its door opened, Su Feixue coldly uttered two words.

"Get in."

Lu Cheng smiled, "Hehe, it's Senior Sister. I… I'm just here to buy something, so I won't get in."

"Stop smiling at me. I'll say it again: get in right now."

"You… no, I really wasn't fighting…" Seeing Su Feixue's stern face unyielding, Lu Cheng sighed and had to get in.

The jeep's door had just closed, and before it could start, several cars blocked it.

When they saw that Qin Shou had arrived leading police, Lu Cheng and Wu Zhekun in the vehicle exchanged a glance.

"Fine, you're playing dirty with me. You can't beat us, so you brought police to capture, huh?"

Wu Zhekun wore a bewildered expression; Qin Shou had said he wasn't coming—so why did he suddenly arrive with police?

"Bullshit, I'm acting in broad daylight; I'm not stooping to such underhandedness."

"No, that Qin guy is your buddy, right? He's here with police—that's a fact, yet you won't admit it!"

"I said I don't know anything about this. Even if I got killed today, I wouldn't call the police."

Seeing Wu Zhekun looking as if he'd been insulted, he didn't even greet Qin Shou upon his arrival.

This made Lu Cheng have to believe that it really wasn't Wu Zhekun who called the police.

"Senior Sister Su, about me…"

"You shut up!"

Su Feixue pushed the door open, got out, and deliberately asked Qin Shou's group, "Which unit are you from?"

Qin Shou replied, "Police Substation. Which unit are you from?"

"Cultural Troupe."

Qin Shou didn't mind, gestured toward the vehicle and said, "Thanks for your effort. These two are gathering here to fight; I need to take them away, please hand them over."

Qin Shou's earlier order to capture had been delayed; he should have arrived earlier, but it wasn't too late, and they blocked Su Feixue's car.

After speaking, Qin Shou moved to take the people away.

But Su Feixue stepped aside, blocking him, causing Qin Shou to frown involuntarily.

"Comrade, what does that mean?"

"Oh, nothing special, don't misunderstand. Our troupe has an event at the Cultural Palace; we just learned there was a fight here, and leadership told us to take the people back so it won't affect the event."

"Then rest assured, it won't affect your event. I'll take them back to the substation and lock them up now."

Qin Shou said this while moving toward the door, but Su Feixue blocked him again.

"You didn't understand me earlier, right? We can't let you take the people away, otherwise I can't report to the leadership."

Qin Shou gave her a glance, instantly grew impatient, and was about to speak when the car window suddenly opened, and Wu Zhekun's head poked out.

"Shou, you can go, you don't need to worry about me." Wu Zhekun's tone was tinged with disappointment.

Qin Shou wasn't there to manage him, but he couldn't say that openly.

"Of course I have to handle you. If the Cultural Troupe takes you away, do you still have a chance to live!"

"Whether I have a chance or not, I won't go with you. What you did today is underhanded."

Now being treated as if he called the police, if this spreads, he'll instantly be looked down upon.

Besides, he isn't afraid to go with the Cultural Troupe because he knows Su Feixue and they have a very good relationship.

Hearing Wu Zhekun say the matter was handled unfairly, Qin Shou naturally understood what he meant: he had come with police to capture people without informing Wu Zhekun beforehand.

He knows Wu Zhekun is a man of good temperament; he can lose a fight, but he cannot break the jianghu rules.

Qin Shou was indifferent: "damn the jianghu rules."

"If you don't want to leave, you can stay in the car, but this person I must take away." Qin Shou pointed at Lu Cheng.

Wu Zhekun, cutting the chatter, spread his hands toward Lu Cheng: "You see, I really didn't call the police."

Lu Cheng rested both hands behind his head, leaning against the seat back. If Wu Zhekun is telling the truth, Qin Shou's purpose is obvious.

This guy is coming at him.

If nothing unexpected happens, given that Qin Shou brought so many people, today he will certainly be hard to avoid the risk of being taken in; this kid really doesn't follow the rules.

Fortunately, an accident actually occurred: Su Feixue's sudden arrival disrupted the rhythm.

Then, if we put it that way, Su Feixue essentially saved him.

No wonder they kept forcing him onto the car; as long as he's in the car, Qin Shou has no way to handle him.

But Qin Shou, seizing a rare chance, must take the person away no matter what.

At the slightest signal, a dozen or so team members surged forward to forcibly take the person away.

Two armed police immediately raised their guns to guard the car door; Su Feixue extended a hand and coldly barked, "Stop advancing, step back five paces!"