Chapter 632

Lao Ding saw this scene, his face changed instantly, but he soon calmed down.

Chief Sun, wait a moment! No matter what happens, you must not get out of the car! These people had planned this in advance; I was just saying how they could so easily hand people over—it seems they never intended to let us leave!

After saying that, he pushed open the car door and jumped out: "What do you want to do? Are you trying to obstruct our public security organs in enforcing the law? Your behavior is also illegal! Move aside, or don't blame me for being rude!"

At that moment, Geng Biao walked out of the crowd, gave Lao Ding a cold look, then took out a cigar and lit it for himself: "Lao Ding, you're also someone who came out of Shuanggou Town; for such a trivial matter, not helping us would be forgivable, but you actually want to help outsiders deal with us? Have you lost your conscience, damn it?"

"Shuanggou Town, you don't want to come back, do you? And what did you just say? You said you'd be rude to us? Well, let's see you be rude! Honestly, in the whole Lieshan County, only our Twin Ditch Large Koji Winery's security team gets to be rude to others, and no one has ever dared to speak like that in front of us!"

As his words fell, more than a dozen dark gun muzzles aimed at the police car, at Lao Ding, and he continued arrogantly: "You only have one gun, but my brothers behind me have over a dozen! Otherwise, try charging out!"

"Besides, these guns of ours are legally owned; we're protecting the winery's safety—even if we shoot you, it's our duty, not illegal! Otherwise, try walking out today!"

Geng Biao tried to forcibly stop them while also revealing their legal gun ownership. Such an act would be shocking anywhere else, and could even bring down disaster upon them.

But in Lieshan County, at the Twin Ditch Large Koji Winery, this is indeed legal behavior—let alone the Lie Shan Public Security Bureau, even if the municipal bureau came, he'd dare say that.

As soon as he said that, the onlookers also started shouting: "Release the person! This is our Twin Ditch Large Koji Winery, not a place you can come and go as you please!"

"Exactly! If something happens to our winery people, our winery security handles it—what business do you cops have sticking your noses in? You're really full of yourselves, actually thinking our Twin Ditch Large Koji is a place you can meddle in!"

Just now many of them were unsure about the winery's attitude, but Geng Biao's appearance instantly got them pumped up like they'd been injected with chicken blood.

At this moment, Zhang Chaoxia and most of the police from the Shuanggou Town Paichusuo had been squeezed to the outside of the crowd, the squeezing done with skill and technique. Only that burly joint-defense team member, exerting all his strength, managed to squeeze right up to Sun Chengjun and them.

At this time he still looked righteous and resolute, but the hand gripping his waist was still slightly trembling.

Because those people opposite were holding real weapons—if they said they'd shoot, they might actually do it—but he still plucked up his courage and said: "What do you want to do? Are you trying to assault police? We're performing our duties; you obstructing official duties is likewise resisting the law, and we have the right to punish you on the spot with the same charge!"

Although he said this while mustering his courage to help Sun Chengjun and Lao Ding break out, as soon as he spoke it was like lighting a powder keg.

Geng Biao's gang became even more arrogant: "What? What did you just say? Say it again so we can hear! You claim we're a bunch committing violent resistance to the law, wanting to punish us with the same charge? Otherwise, arrest us all—go ahead, try arresting one!"

"Damn, where did this Hotheaded Youth come from? I bet you don't want to wear this uniform anymore. Believe it or not, I'll make you strip off that police uniform right here and now! A joint-defense team member, not even a real cop—who the hell gave you the guts to strut around here?"

He wasn't bluffing—he really could take down a joint-defense team member, and he wouldn't even need Geng Miao to act.

At that moment, Sun Chengjun got out of the car, stared at Geng Biao and said: "What did you just say? One sentence from you can make this comrade take off his uniform? I don't believe it—let him take it off and I'll see! Also, move aside immediately, or I'll treat this as assault on police!"

His words were tantamount to slapping Geng Biao in the face; of course, Geng Biao's main goal today was to target Sun Chengjun. He immediately roared: "Brothers, get him! Overturn this police car, and then we'll see how many of us he can arrest!"

At the same time as he shouted, he actually drew his sidearm from his waist and aimed it at Sun Chengjun.

At this moment, although he wasn't thinking of shooting Sun Chengjun, he assumed that with so many of them and all those so-called legal regular gun muzzles pointed at the newly arrived deputy chief, the other side definitely wouldn't dare to even fart—after all, everyone fears having so many guns pointed at them, and what if one accidentally discharges?

However, just as the crowd was about to surge forward, Sun Chengjun suddenly appeared like a ghost before Geng Biao. Geng Biao didn't even have time to react; he only felt his wrist locked in an iron clamp, and his finger involuntarily pulled the trigger. With a "bang," his sidearm emitted a sharp sound.

Everyone present was startled; although they had guns, when actually facing the police, even if given courage they wouldn't dare to fire.

Everyone knows what it means to shoot directly at the police—even if there were a Great Lo Golden Immortal above, it wouldn't help. This is also what Geng Miao repeatedly stressed: their so-called legal guns are only used for smashing, looting, high-interest lending, and bullying people in society.

Before they could even sort out the situation, they heard Sun Chengjun roar again: "You actually shot at police!" After that came two consecutive "bang" gunshots, and Geng Biao let out a pig-slaughtering scream. Sun Chengjun also had him in a chokehold and dragged him to the side of the police car.

This series of actions happened in a flash—from Sun Chengjun's dodge to seizing the gun, firing, and subduing Geng Biao—all in under ten seconds. Such swift speed, even someone with professional training might not match; the key is his courage—even a special agent might not be able to do it.

"I didn't shoot! He did! I didn't shoot! Come on up!" Geng Biao really was in pain and furious; he knew best what had just happened.

Yet even facing his own underlings and the surrounding onlooking workers, nobody dared step forward to rescue him—because they saw Geng Biao shoot at police, then someone snatched his gun away, and what followed seemed utterly natural.

"Anyone who dares to move, I'll blow him away with one shot!"