Chapter 127: Scum, Kill!

"Press it," Yu Dazhang pointed at the old-style mobile phone in the man's hand.

The man froze, caught off guard and unable to react:

"Press what?"

Not only was the man caught off guard, even Ye Lin was startled by Yu Dazhang's words.

She couldn't help but glance sideways at the fat man beside her.

Truly a man who has solved major cases; he really plays big.

In this situation, an ordinary person would have already wet themselves in fear, yet he not only isn't afraid but dares to provoke the other.

Ye Lin narrowed her eyes, a flush rising on her face.

Thrilling!

"Press the dial button," Yu Dazhang reminded:

"There must be a mobile phone attached to the explosives below; as soon as you dial, with a boom, everything will be over."

When saying "with a boom," Yu Dazhang extended his fist and suddenly spread his five fingers, making an explosion gesture.

Do mobile phone bombs really exist?

They indeed do.

The principle is placing a mobile phone with a modified battery inside the explosives.

When detonating, dialing the phone causes the battery to short-circuit, generating massive heat, thereby triggering the explosives.

"You, you're crazy?!"

The man looked at Yu Dazhang in shock, disbelief flashing in his eyes.

Guessed right!

Yu Dazhang secretly rejoiced in his heart; the reason he spoke so just now was actually to test the other party.

Just now, he clearly saw the man's eyebrows furrow slightly, the corners of his mouth curve downward, and his lips part slightly...

The other party panicked!

Not the panic of fearing death, but the terror and unease after a lie is exposed.

This was also the first time Yu Dazhang saw an expression of insecurity on the man's face.

"Hurry up and press it," Yu Dazhang urged:

"The one beside you, yes, that's you, go help him press it; I see him trembling, dawdling over pressing a bomb, not manly at all."

"You..." The man finally put down the phone, an expression of unwillingness appearing on his face:

"How did you dare?"

Giving up like this won't work either... Yu Dazhang realized he had overestimated the other party.

Bluffed him once, and he immediately admitted it; with such psychological quality, trying for mutual destruction is truly a joke.

"That question should be asked by me," Yu Dazhang replied in a mocking tone:

"Cowardly and selfish describes people like you; how could an extremely selfish person possibly seek mutual destruction with others."

Seemingly never despised by anyone before, the man's eyes grew cold, and a hint of killing intent entered his voice:

"Do you think you've won?"

"Otherwise what?" Yu Dazhang countered.

He truly couldn't think of any means the other party had left to turn the tables.

The ridiculous bomb threat was exposed, and the three of them were now pointed at by Ye Lin's gun.

Even if they had guns on their bodies now, it would be useless; Ye Lin simply wouldn't give them a chance to draw them.

"Not afraid to tell you, the hospital incident was orchestrated entirely by us."

The man sneered contemptuously:

"So what if those poor people's children grow up? They are still busy every day, rushing about for a living."

"They live like little clowns; what joy is there in such a life?"

"I ended their laborious lives early; perhaps in their next life they can be reborn into a good family."

"Looking at it from another angle, we could be considered doing good deeds."

When speaking the last words, an expression of pride actually appeared on the man's face.

As if showing off something worthy of pride.

Seeing Yu Dazhang opposite staring at him with a face full of anger, he became even more excited:

"Using their lowly lives to extend our own; this is their most perfect destination."

A "clack-clack" sound rose; Yu Dazhang began to grind his teeth.

Blood surged upward; his reason disappeared bit by bit, and his whole body began to feel hot.

"The ones who truly deserve to die are you."

This sentence was almost squeezed out from between Yu Dazhang's teeth; one can imagine how furious he was at that moment.

Treating human lives like straw!

Committing such crimes, yet still able to call it doing good deeds.

Clearly something worse than livestock, yet insisting on putting on a respectable appearance.

So damn shameless!!

Simply nauseating.

"Dog scum, your good days are over," Yu Dazhang said while walking toward them:

"What awaits you will be severe punishment by the law; you are doomed!"

As a criminal police officer, Yu Dazhang should not have said such words.

But he really couldn't hold back any longer. In his view, shooting these three scumbags would have been letting them off easy.

People like them should be torn apart by chariots, trampled by horses, have their hands chopped off...

Only that would vent his hatred!

"Done for?" The man was caught off guard by Yu Dazhang's words.

He then looked left and right and saw that the two beside him both wore expressions that were half-smile, half-not.

Then...

"Hahahahahaha!"

All three men were doubled over laughing, as if they had just heard the funniest joke in the world.

Even when Yu Dazhang walked up to them, the laughter hadn't stopped.

They were laughing until tears came out. That man pointed at Yu Dazhang, trembling as he spoke, unable to get his words out smoothly.

Please... bookmark... 6... 9... book.... bar....!

"You... you... this... it's simply..."

Yu Dazhang's face darkened. He took the handcuffs from his waist, then grabbed the wrist of the man on the far left.

Just as he was about to cuff him, that man suddenly yanked his hand away violently:

"Don't touch me!"

The smile vanished from his face, replaced by a gaze cold and sinister beyond compare.

Yu Dazhang hadn't expected this man to be so strong. Caught off guard, he actually let go.

Just as he was about to react, the man had already reached into his shirt and pulled out a dagger.

Forward grip?

Yu Dazhang made his judgment instantly.

A knife expert!

Only professional knife fighters, or special forces soldiers, would grip a dagger with the edge facing down in a forward grip.

The forward grip is also called the ice-hammer style, with the advantages of strong concealment and explosive power.

If you want to play dirty, you've picked the wrong person... Yu Dazhang didn't retreat but advanced, stepping forward with a reverse step, and in the instant the other slashed horizontally, he firmly seized the wrist holding the dagger.

Following the momentum, he twisted it back, rotated, then suddenly thrust forward...

That stab landed squarely in the man's chest, sliding right through the gap between his ribs and plunging in, leaving only the hilt exposed outside.

"Ugh!" The man let out a bloodcurdling scream.

Yu Dazhang didn't pause. Flipping his wrist, he pulled the dagger out and stabbed it into the man's abdomen again.

"Pfft" This time it went in deeper, harder.

After stirring it around a few quick circles, he flicked it upward, and fresh blood sprayed out!

Self-defense feels really good... The warm, fresh blood splashed onto Yu Dazhang's eyes and cheeks.

He reached up and wiped his eyes, then watched the man he'd just gutted slowly collapse to the ground.

That felt great!

He'd never felt so exhilarated, an inexplicable sense of satisfaction at having slain his enemy with his own hands.

The whole process took no more than three seconds. Only after the man fell did the other two finally react.

"You son of a bitch!" The man on the far right cursed.

He then shoved the man in the middle aside, then reached into his shirt...

He has a knife too? Yu Dazhang immediately grew wary.

But before that man could pull the thing from his shirt, a gunshot—"bang!"—and a bullet punched into his shoulder.

The man's body trembled slightly. He didn't even grunt, still holding the pose of reaching into his shirt.

"Bang bang bang" Three more shots, all hitting him under the ribs.

After the three shots, the man slowly turned around and looked at Ye Lin, who had shot him.

"You..."

He opened his mouth, got out only one word, and then couldn't make another sound.

Strangely, his hand was still inside his shirt.

Something's off... Yu Dazhang noticed that although the man had taken four bullets, he hadn't fallen.

Is he wearing a bulletproof vest?

He was just about to call out a warning to Ye Lin when he saw her raise the muzzle.

"Bang bang bang"

Two shots to the neck, one to the head, and the man's body instantly went limp and collapsed.

Watching the man who only fell after taking seven bullets, Yu Dazhang suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, a cold dread rising from his heart.

Seems like he had thrown a tantrum at her last night.

She wouldn't hold a grudge against me, would she...

(End of this chapter)