Qin Yu pulled out a cigarette and smoked silently.
He pondered how he should explain himself when he returned home tonight.
Because he was so focused on his thoughts, with a bang, Qin Yu walked straight into a utility pole.
Qin Yu touched his slightly reddened forehead and laughed at himself in self-deprecation.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up!
He spotted a recruitment notice on the utility pole.
Qingcheng Model Agency was hiring a driver, male only, physically healthy, aged 20 to 40, veterans preferred, salary negotiable.
Qin Yu was thrilled beyond belief!
Indeed, heaven never seals all the exits!
Especially when he thought of the beauties from the hiring panel of Qingcheng Model Agency, Qin Yu's heart grew incredibly hot.
Unfortunately, the recruiters from Qingcheng Model Agency weren't there today.
Qin Yu tore off the recruitment notice and stuffed it into his pocket, whistling cheerfully, feeling utterly elated.
Just then, Qin Yu suddenly heard an extremely discordant shout.
"Bingbing, it's him! He's the one who beat me up like this!"
Qin Yu looked up to see Yang Dongwei with his face beaten to a pulp, striding over with a few policemen, looking furious.
The leader was a policewoman who shared a passing resemblance to Yang Dongwei in her facial contours. However, unlike Yang Dongwei's ordinary appearance, the policewoman was shockingly beautiful!
What mattered most was the policewoman's figure, which could only be described as dramatically voluptuous.
Her loose uniform seemed almost ready to burst.
The only pity was that the policewoman's face was cold as ice, as if someone owed her a lot of money.
Seeing this policewoman, a hint of nostalgia flashed across Qin Yu's face—it was that stubborn female soldier...
Yang Bingbing lifted her head and followed the direction of Yang Dongwei's finger, laying her eyes on Qin Yu.
Yang Bingbing found it strange; she felt that Qin Yu looked familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before.
But she couldn't remember where she had seen him.
Could it be that he was a habitual criminal?
Perhaps she had seen him in the detention center before?
Yang Bingbing's mind suddenly tensed up. Ordinary people couldn't detect the aura emanating from Qin Yu, but Yang Bingbing had undergone rigorous special training in the military.
She could sense an oppressive aura coming from Qin Yu!
With a swoosh, Yang Bingbing drew her handgun!
This action baffled the accompanying policemen—what was Captain Yang doing?
Wasn't this just an ordinary fight?
Was it really necessary to use a gun?
Even if Yang Dongwei was your uncle, you shouldn't abuse your power like this, right?
Unlike the policemen, Yang Dongwei felt awesome!
His great-niece was so reliable!
She went straight for the gun!
Yang Dongwei, with the courage of having backup, pointed at Qin Yu's nose and cursed, "Aren't you very capable? Go on, keep acting tough! If you dare, come over and hit me now!"
"Heh, how can there be such a despicable person in this world? I'll indulge you."
Qin Yu's body suddenly sprang into action, transforming from a lazy posture to that of a swift cheetah in a flash.
In just a blink, Qin Yu reached Yang Dongwei, and with left and right swings, delivered two loud slaps.
These slaps completely dumbfounded Yang Dongwei!
This guy really dares to hit me?
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His own grandniece was holding a gun to his head!
These two slaps left Yang Dongwei feeling both ashamed and angry!
Yang Dongwei let out a loud roar, "Bingbing, shoot him!"
"Put your hands on your head and squat down, or I shoot!"
Yang Bingbing was seething with rage—she had never seen such an audacious criminal!
Daring to attack even with a gun pointed at his head!
"Shoot? Haha, I need to remind you that the gun in your hand is a Type 77 police pistol with a muzzle velocity of 318 meters per second. Our distance is only four meters, so if you manage to hit me, the bullet will definitely pass through my body and hit this idiot. Do you want this idiot to die?"
Qin Yu's demeanor was calm.
Yang Bingbing was momentarily taken aback—so he knew his guns.
She understood that Qin Yu was right; if she dared to shoot, she would inevitably hit her uncle.
Despite looking down on her uncle, he still shared the same bloodline with her.
After a brief contemplation, Yang Bingbing coldly said, "We have four guns and can shoot from four different angles; there's always a way to hit you without injuring the hostage."
Hostage?
Qin Yu rolled his eyes—is this girl brute enough to pin such a big hat on him right from the start?
Qin Yu was displeased, "Since you've shown me a way out, I won't be polite anymore. I'll take this hostage."
Qin Yu lifted his hand and grabbed Yang Dongwei by the neck, smiling at Yang Bingbing.
A sensation of suffocation washed over Yang Dongwei as he frantically tried to pry off the large hand clutching his neck.
Unfortunately, the hand was as immovable as a boulder—no matter what, he couldn't budge it!
At this, without needing orders from Yang Bingbing, the other officers drew their pistols and aimed trepidatiously at Qin Yu's head.
"Release the hostage, or we will shoot!"
Facing several threatening gun barrels, Qin Yu remained unflustered.
He dragged Yang Dongwei forward while subtly adjusting both of their positions.
Though the adjustments were slight, the officers, including Yang Bingbing, felt an urge to vomit blood!
What was going on?
They had found an angle to shoot without hitting the hostage, but it vanished in an instant!
Yang Bingbing's pupils contracted, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead—she did not believe this was a coincidence!
A master, the man before her was a supreme expert!
"Stop, or I'll really shoot!"
Realizing Qin Yu was now less than two meters away, a look of determination flashed across Yang Bingbing's face.
She knew that if she let Qin Yu get any closer, she might be in trouble!
Qin Yu's lips curled up slightly—the girl's vigilance wasn't bad; she was indeed the most outstanding female student he had ever taught.
If he hadn't encountered that lecherous old man and learned a bit of martial arts, increasing his speed, today he might have had to reveal his identity to resolve this situation.
Suddenly, Qin Yu released Yang Dongwei's neck. His body blurred with a swift motion, and his hand accurately grasped Yang Bingbing's wrist, jerking it upward!
Yang Bingbing, a woman trained for combat, still managed to fire instinctively despite the dire circumstances!
A loud bang!
A streak of heat brushed past the top of Qin Yu's head, breaking several strands of his hair!
All of this had been within Qin Yu's calculations, and he silently rejoiced.
If it hadn't been for that encounter with the old lecher which led him to learn some martial arts and greatly increase his speed, that shot would have blown his head off!
Life and death often hung by a thread; with one shot missing its mark, Yang Bingbing lost her chance!
She felt her wrist go numb, the strength in her hand quickly fading, and then she saw her pistol spinning in Qin Yu's hand. When the gun stopped, its dark barrel was pointed at her forehead.
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