Just when the armed police instructor was astonished by Lin Chuan's strength.

Bang bang!

Suddenly, Lin Chuan leaped into the air, locked Captain Qian's neck with one hand, and fiercely threw him out. Upon landing, Lin Chuan delivered a flying kick, sending Sun Li several meters away. The three warriors were actually no match for Lin Chuan.

"My God, this kid... this kid is simply a War God," exclaimed an armed police warrior in shock.

"Dammit, no matter what War God he is," Director Chen gritted his teeth, "today this kid must be captured alive and subjected to legal judgment."

"It seems impossible to capture him now," Captain Qian said with a wry smile.

At this moment, an angry rebuke sounded: "Lin Chuan, surrender now!!"

All eyes shifted in unison towards Song Ming. Song Ming raised the handgun in his hand, the black paint strikingly conspicuous against the snow-white landscape. The dark muzzle was filled with a murderous aura. Lin Chuan paused, looked up at Song Ming. He didn't utter a word, but instead, revealed a disdainful smile, which carried a mocking undertone.

"Song Ming, what do you mean?" Tang Yumeng quickly blocked in front of Lin Chuan and said, "We agreed to let him go if he won."

"The law isn't for you or me to decide," Song Ming said with a smile.

"The law is nothing more than a matter of human sentiment," Tang Yumeng retorted.

Rip...

Suddenly, Lin Chuan tore off the white shirt on his body and threw it on the ground, then he raised his hand and put up his index finger.

"Surrendering?" cheered Director Chen.

"No!" Captain Qian shook his head and said, "He's not surrendering. He's declaring war."

"What do you mean?" Director Chen asked, puzzled.

"It's a ritual among soldiers," the armed police company commander said with a grim expression, "The thing soldiers hate most is being pointed at with a gun. If faced with such a situation, they will kill the opponent at all costs. So... Secretary Song is in danger."

"Oh no!" Director Chen was startled. Could it be that Lin Chuan was going to kill Song Ming?

Looking at Lin Chuan, shirtless, his body covered with scars. The crimson lines, resembling centipedes crawling on it.

"My God, those on his body..." Captain Qian stepped back.

"Are those wounds?" An adjacent armed police warrior asked eagerly.

"No!" Captain Qian shook his head and said, "This is the honor of a soldier, the highest honor."

"Surrender," Song Ming gritted his teeth, "Even if you win today, you won't be able to escape."

"I never thought of escaping," Lin Chuan's lips curled up with a sinister smile, "It's you who are doomed."

"You!" Facing Lin Chuan's threat, Song Ming was grinding his teeth in anger, wishing he could just shoot Lin Chuan right then.

Lin Chuan walked towards Song Ming at a measured pace, casually holding a cigarette in his mouth, lighting it, and taking a deep inhale.

"Stop right there," Song Ming became anxious, watching Lin Chuan getting closer, he panicked. He even staggered several steps backward in fear.

Bang...

Song Ming finally exploded with anger, gripped the handgun with both hands, and fired a shot at Lin Chuan.

Whoosh...

Lin Chuan turned into a shadow, instantly disappearing from in front of Song Ming. In that moment, Song Ming was petrified. However, the next scene was even more shocking and left him gaping. Lin Chuan had charged from ten meters away right in front of him, his left hand clutching Song Ming's wrist, right hand holding the cigarette.

"Secretary Song, guns aren't toys for you politicians," Lin Chuan said casually as he snatched the handgun from Song Ming's hand.

Clatter clatter...

Lin Chuan skillfully juggled the gun in his hand, making it seem like an extension of himself, a stroke of genius. Even the adjoining armed police company commander, who prided himself on his gun skills, felt inferior: "This kid, he must have been a soldier."

Suddenly, Lin Chuan pointed the grabbed gun at Song Ming.

"Secretary Song, how does it feel to have a gun pointed at you?" Lin Chuan sneered.

"You wouldn't dare kill me," Song Ming squinted, staring at Yu Qiu, trying to overwhelm Lin Chuan with his own aura. But he found that his formidable presence had vanished without a trace in the face of Lin Chuan, utterly useless.

"Is that so?" Lin Chuan smirked as he pulled back the hammer, "All it takes is for me to pull the trigger, and your old life is gone for good. Your son far away overseas, and your wife... heh heh, probably will never see you again."

"Lin Chuan, don't!" Tang Yumeng hurriedly shouted.

Song Ming sneered, "You wouldn't dare kill me. If you kill a state official, you are doomed, and not even Tang Yumeng can save you."

"Anyway, my life is worthless." Lin Chuan sneered with disdain: "I'm just a poor man, but you are a high and mighty Secretary. Killing you would make my death worthwhile, don't you think?"

Song Ming took a deep breath; he had to admit that Lin Chuan's words had instilled a sense of fear in him. He quickly swallowed his saliva: "Lin... Lin Chuan, don't... don't kill me. We can talk about this. We can negotiate, right?"

"Name your terms." Lin Chuan said.

"What terms do you want?" The shrewd Song Ming would not take the initiative to propose any conditions.

"Now your life is in my hands." Lin Chuan said with a smile: "And, I believe you know what terms I want."

"I'll give you one million." Song Ming awkwardly said: "Take the one million and leave Jiang Province. I will never hold you accountable in the future."

"You're so naïve." Lin Chuan sneered with disdain: "You have so much money, yet you're only giving me one million? And you want me to leave this place? It seems you won't understand my power unless I give you a taste of it."

Lin Chuan, gripping the pistol, stared intently at Song Ming's brow with the muzzle, then without hesitation, he pulled the trigger.

"No!" Tang Yumeng screamed in shock.

Shhh...

Director Chen and the captain of the armed police were stunned. Director Chen, frightened, quickly closed his eyes. He wasn't thinking about Song Ming's life but worried whether his own gun might have killed Song Ming, and who would bear the responsibility if that happened? If the higher-ups investigated, how could he explain it?

Song Ming watched Lin Chuan pull the trigger, and in that moment, his mind went blank. He felt his life had been for nothing – he had not yet become the city's Secretary, and it seemed he hadn't had his fill of women yet. He had embezzled millions in bribes all his life and still hadn't spent it all.

"No, don't!" Song Ming shouted in horror.

Bang...

The firing pin struck empty; there were no bullets in the magazine.

Song Ming collapsed in fear, drenched in a cold sweat that poured down, soaking his clothes. Director Chen was also scared stiff. Tang Yumeng just sat down abruptly. If Lin Chuan had killed Song Ming, not even Heaven could have saved him then. In that instant, Tang Yumeng thought of many things, like selling all her assets in the country, fleeing abroad with Lin Chuan, and with the help of Fire Fox, she should be able to keep Lin Chuan safe.

"Heh heh..." Lin Chuan grinned and said: "Secretary Song, I'm really sorry, I removed the bullets just now. I didn't mean to scare you. Let's do it again, shall we?"

After speaking, Lin Chuan, in front of everyone, loaded the bullets into the magazine, exactly three bullets.

This time, he chambered a round. The muzzle was aimed at Song Ming once more.

Song Ming, white-faced and with pale lips, frantically looked at Lin Chuan and said: "Lin Chuan, don't... don't. I'll give you money, I'll give you all the money you want?"

"All of it?" Lin Chuan smacked his lips, saying: "Seems worth it."

"You... you agree?" Song Ming hurriedly said.

"But how can I trust you?" Lin Chuan sneered with disdain. This kind of deal could only last for a few minutes at best. Once Lin Chuan dropped the gun and left, the other party would surely turn hostile. Lin Chuan did not want to confront such a situation over and over, nor did he want Tang Yumeng to worry about him. So, Lin Chuan wanted to find a permanent solution.

Ding ding ding...

Suddenly, the phone that had fallen beside Song Ming rang. Song Ming glanced at it and picked up the phone in a panic.

"Secretary... Secretary Song?" Song Ming looked flustered. It was rare for Song Jianguo to call him, and when he did, it could hardly be good news. Their relationship was not particularly deep, and they seldom contacted each other unless it was for work. Song Ming quickly said: "Secretary Song, what can I do for you?"

"I dare not instruct." Song Jianguo said with a smile: "I heard there's a big case recently in Jiangbei City?"

"Ah?" Song Ming paused and asked: "What big case?"

"There's a young man called Zhou Kai who was arrested by the police for his courageous act of catching a thief..." Song Jianguo briefly explained the situation.

Song Ming immediately felt terrified: "Secretary Song, it's not like that. Although Zhou Kai caught a thief, he is... he is suspected of intentional murder. He..."

"Stop, I've already called the forensic department." Song Jianguo said with a laugh: "The forensic doctor has said that the thief died from a cerebral hemorrhage due to vigorous exercise and a heart attack. So, Zhou Kai cannot be blamed. The boy Lin Chuan shouldn't have hit someone. But his nature isn't bad. For my sake as his superior, give him a lighter punishment!"

"Ah..." Song Ming said with embarrassment: "Yes, yes."

With Secretary Song Jianguo's intervention, what else could Song Ming say?

Song Ming's phone volume was loud, everyone around held their breath, Lin Chuan was listening intently, and so was Tang Yumeng. Everyone heard it loud and clear.

"That's great, that's amazing." As soon as she heard, Tang Yumeng felt liberated. Lin Chuan was finally exonerated. At that moment, Tang Yumeng thought suddenly of Bai Yifan, telling herself firmly that it must have been Bai Yifan who helped her. Besides him, who else could have connections at the Provincial Committee?

Lin Chuan tossed the gun in his hand back to Song Ming and said: "Secretary Song, let's just forget this happened this time. Don't do it again!"

"You!" Song Ming gritted his teeth.

Director Chen hurried over to help Song Ming up, with an awkward expression he said: "Secretary Song, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Song Ming shook his head.

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