水蜜桃实验室

Translator: 549690339

Xu Fan was politely asked to get into the police car, and the officers were quite courteous to him, after all, several people were lying on the ground spitting blood. Although Xu Fan appeared gentle, the officers couldn’t help but feel that Xu Fan was no easy target.

After Xu Fan sat down in the car, several pairs of eyes firmly locked onto him, preventing any thoughts of escape he might have.

This was an order from Brother Liu; although they were quite afraid of Xu Fan, they dared not disobey their leader’s command.

Xu Fan sat calmly, unfazed, having faced dragons and tigers before, and long accustomed to storms. He just held the slightly nervous Tongtong, gently patting her back, comforting Tongtong’s tense emotions.

“There’s no need to watch me so tensely, since I got in the car I am going to clarify things with your investigation. I have my daughter with me, I won’t run,” Xu Fan said lightly to the two armed police officers.

“Brother, we have no choice,” the two police officers exchanged glances, somewhat hesitant.

“Just relax, I definitely won’t run away,” Xu Fan said in a deep voice.

With clear eyes and an upright tone, the two officers started to believe Xu Fan’s words.

“Okay,” the two police officers nodded, agreeing, then turned around, still chatting and laughing.

After Xu Fan got into the police car, which was already a bit crowded, Brother Liu didn’t sit in the police car but joined Zhu Touqiang in the luxurious Alphard business van.

Another reason was the fear of Xu Fan’s personal strength; he simply feared sitting in the same car with Xu Fan.

The business van followed the police car, heading towards the police station in Songning District.

On the van, Zhu Touqiang shook his head and spoke to Brother Liu with an extremely hateful tone, “Brother Liu, you must stand up for me, no matter what; I must take revenge for today’s incident!”

“This man is so powerful, could he be a martial artist from some sect? I feel like our combat capabilities are not enough to subdue him,” Brother Liu said hesitantly.

“Brother Liu, I’ve been beaten up like this; no matter whether he’s a martial artist or not, if he’s strong in kung fu, just take him down with two shots,” Zhu Touqiang said through gritted teeth, his eyes emitting a bloodthirsty gleam as he spoke to Brother Liu.

“Do you think this is a TV show? Whatever issues you have between you, sort them out yourself. I won’t meddle in this,” Brother Liu refused.

“Brother Liu, just help a brother out this once, look at how I’ve been beaten, and three others are lying on the ground spitting blood, probably half-dead or crippled after going to the hospital. Can’t the law govern him? He beat up so many people, doesn’t he have any problems?”

“I only maintain public order, legal matters are to be handled by other departments, not my responsibility,” Brother Liu turned his head and spoke slowly.

“Brother Liu… can you really bear to watch me get beaten to a pulp?” Song Qiang said with a bit of a plea in his voice.

“I sympathize with you in my heart, but there’s nothing I can do, we have our own system,” Brother Liu stated firmly.

“Fine, no matter what, I can’t just let this go after the loss I’ve taken,” said Zhu Touqiang with resentment, his eyes spinning as he brewed some malicious scheme.

Xu Fan, holding Little Tongtong, stepped out of the police car and then slowly walked into the rather imposing and suffocating building.

As soon as he entered the police station, several officers, under Brother Liu’s orders, took Xu Fan to a secluded interrogation room.

Zhu Touqiang and Brother Liu, protected by several officers, arrived together at the interrogation room.

Zhu Touqiang, seeing Xu Fan finally caught by the police, was overjoyed and yelled at Xu Fan, “You damn mutt, you enjoyed hitting me so much earlier, now you’re getting your comeuppance. You’re looking at at least twenty years, and once you’re in cell, I’ll arrange for some guys to take care of you slowly, ensuring you’ll beg for life but want for death!”

“Daddy, does Tongtong have to go to jail too?” Tongtong looked at Xu Fan nervously, his innocent eyes already brimming with tears, and said with a sob, “Tongtong will be good from now on, Tongtong doesn’t want to go to jail, Tongtong is a good kid… wuwu…”

“Haha, and this little brat, once your deadbeat dad’s in jail, I’ll toss you out on the streets to beg for food, hahaha,” Zhu Touqiang said viciously to pitiful Tongtong.

“Daddy, Pig Head wants Tongtong to beg, Tongtong doesn’t want to be a little beggar…” Upon hearing Zhu Touqiang’s words, Tongtong burst into loud crying.

“Don’t be afraid, Tongtong, Daddy won’t go to jail, and Tongtong won’t beg for food. Who will go to jail, who will beg for food, you’ll see in a moment,” Xu Fan touched Tongtong’s little head and said gently, finally calming Tongtong’s crying.

“Dammit, stop wasting everyone’s time with all this nonsense and just confess,” Zhu Touqiang said to Xu Fan, shaking his swollen head from the beating he’d received.

“I have committed no crime, why should I confess?” Xu Fan replied with calm defiance.

“Dammit, even after being brought here, you still talk tough. Whether you confess or not, you’re on a path to ruin. Here in Songning District, I, Song Qiang, might have reservations, but once outside, I’ll have you lying dead on the street!” Song Qiang spat, a sinister gleam in his eyes flashing by.

Unintimidated, Xu Fan looked at Zhu Touqiang with disdain and smiled, “If you want to kill me, you can try. Today’s lesson should be a warning to you, don’t make the same mistake twice.”

“Haha, you damn mutt, don’t think that just because you’ve taken down two martial artists, I have no way of dealing with you. Look at you now, so obediently caught and brought here, out of tricks now, aren’t you? To fight against me is to seek your own death! Do you dare to come and hit me again? Make one move, and you’ll end up with a row of bullet holes in you. Before long, not even that little brat on you will be safe. I am so merciful, I’ll definitely make that little brat by your side go to the streets to be a little beggar,” Zhu Touqiang said confidently to Xu Fan, feeling assured of his victory.

He was trying to provoke Xu Fan, knowing the police would have to intervene if Xu Fan made a move.

“I will definitely break your limbs and make you beg on the streets for life,” Xu Fan said with a slight squint, softly to Zhu Touqiang.

Daring to threaten his daughter Tongtong, Xu Fan had decided he would make sure this man lived a life of desperate longing for death, unable to achieve it.

“Haha, still trying to be sharp-tongued at death’s door. If you’re so tough, come here, dammit. Make a move, and I’ll shoot you full of holes,” Zhu Touqiang continued to taunt Xu Fan with his poor attempt at provocation.