Chapter 83: Chapter 81: The Number One Detective in the Police Force? Under the watchful eyes of everyone present, Xiao Tian strode into Fuxing Restaurant.
As soon as he walked in, a dozen gun barrels were aimed squarely at him.
At this moment, Lin Kuang was watching him with a playful look, his scar twitching, giving off an extremely grim and terrifying impression.
"Tell me, what do you want with me, the number one detective in the police force?" Lin Kuang sneered, opening his mouth.
As soon as these words left his mouth, the surrounding dozen or so criminals all grinned stupidly, seeing the young policeman in front of them as nothing but a joke.
To use a popular phrase from the internet, he was like a clown sent by monkeys, here for laughs.
With those dark gun barrels pointed at his head, Xiao Tian remained calm, showing no sign of panic.
He quickly glanced coldly around the hall, immediately understanding the positions and distribution of the dozen or so robbers.
Continuing to search among the more than a hundred hostages, Xiao Tian soon discovered Le Yaoyao cowering and trembling among the crowd.
"Uncle, you finally came..." Le Yaoyao felt both surprised and happy, the torturous fifteen minutes earlier almost driving the young girl to a complete breakdown.
Xiao Tian gave her a reassuring look without showing any emotions, then turned his gaze to the gang leader Lin Kuang.
Expressionless, he looked at Lin Kuang with calm and cold eyes, indifferently speaking: "I just came in to tell you one thing, bind your hands quickly, and I’ll give you a swift end."
The room fell silent at once.
All the robbers, including Lin Kuang, and all the hostages were stunned, genuinely wondering if their ears had a problem.
Facing such a severe situation, all the police outside were helpless, driven crazy.
Yet, this young policeman called upon the ruthless gang leader to bind his hands as soon as he arrived, promising him a swift end.
Is there anything more absurd and outrageous in the world?
For a moment, everyone looked at Xiao Tian like he was a madman, utterly speechless.
"Brother, he’s the punk who beat us, Xiao Tian. Look, isn’t he arrogant?" Jin Zaizhong quietly whispered to Jin Taiyou.
"Hmph, I really hope he gets beaten to death later! If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t be in this situation!" Jin Taiyou forced out the words through clenched teeth, enduring the unbearable pain throughout his body.
At this moment, he completely hated Xiao Tian, lacking even the courage to hate Lin Kuang, the direct culprit who severely beat and disabled him.
Among everyone present, perhaps only Le Yaoyao had absolute confidence in Xiao Tian.
Unknowingly, Xiao Tian had become an omnipotent War God in her heart, and as long as he was there, nothing was impossible.
"Hahaha, interesting!"
After a while.
An eerily sinister laugh echoed through the hall.
Lin Kuang tossed aside the AK in his hand, clenched his fists tightly, the joints in his fingers cracking continuously, and slowly walked towards Xiao Tian.
A chilling aura rose from beneath his feet, soon permeating the entire hall, causing everyone to shiver uncontrollably.
Seeing this, all the robbers simultaneously brightened their eyes, licking their lips.
"Haha, Boss Lin is about to go berserk, how many years has it been since we last saw this?"
"I think the last time was in Bangkok, Thailand. Even a living elephant was torn to pieces by him!"
"Yes, it’s terrifying to think about. I’m still having nightmares every day!"
"Boss Lin’s Muay Thai is unbeatable. This kid is done for. Pity his good looks, though, ending in such a fate!"
"..."
Amidst the discussions, Lin Kuang stood in front of Xiao Tian, a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes, saying, "Kid, you’re arrogant, similar to me. I didn’t initially want to kill you."
"But I can’t control these hands today; blood must be shed. Tell me, do you want your hands broken first, or your feet?"
"Whatever, you decide." Xiao Tian smiled faintly, his answer brief and powerful, yet instantly driving Lin Kuang into a frenzy!
Bang!
Lin Kuang’s fists arrived in an instant. No one saw how he punched, only sensing an air turbulence in the sky, roaring like a stormy sea.
The slightly frail figure on the opposite side seemed like a leaf boat in the vast ocean, swallowed in an instant.
Everyone’s eyes widened, as if already envisioning Xiao Tian’s tragic end—bones shattered, or hands and feet severed?
Yet, unexpectedly.
The two figures crossed each other, and Xiao Tian still stood there unharmed, without a single mark.
Instead, Lin Kuang opposite him was supporting his numb left arm with his right hand, sweating profusely.
"What’s going on, what’s wrong with Boss Lin?" All the robbers were dumbfounded.
"I don’t know, didn’t see clearly, but the situation doesn’t seem good," someone analyzed.
"Very well, I haven’t encountered such a strong opponent in a long time. Little policeman, you’re worthy enough for Lin Kuang to go all out!"
Lin Kuang shook his arms and roared in rage, like a beast about to devour its prey, pouncing towards Xiao Tian once more.
Punches rained down like raindrops, furiously aimed at Xiao Tian’s body, yet none landed on him.
Instead, he found himself marked by seven or eight punches from the opponent, feeling a vague pain all over.