On closer inspection, what do you know, the gun was actually in Ye Zhou's hand, and then he spun around with a suave twist, his strong arm coiling around the police officer's neck, the barrel pointed at his temple.
"Hey, you can't even hold onto your gun, how did you become a cop? Aren't cops supposed to be tough? So useless."
Ye Zhou, ignorant as a novice but fearless as a tiger, dared to take a police officer hostage. Instead of being terrified, he gloated, raising his eyebrows at the other cops with a silly, boastful look that was almost cute.
Long Zhen silently facepalmed, giving him an inward thumbs-up. This guy really had some nerve. What started as a minor disruption of public order had now escalated. Not only had he resisted arrest, but he'd taken a cop hostage as well—a serious crime.
"What are you doing?! Put the gun down!"
