In the narrow corridor, the ferocity of a desperate criminal stood in stark contrast to the calm of a trainee officer.
Wang Boda’s dagger was fast and vicious, thrusting straight toward Li Fan’s heart. There were no flashy movements, only the killing techniques of someone who had truly seen blood and taken lives.
For any ordinary person, even a typical police officer, faced with such a sudden and decisive strike, there would be no time to react.
But Li Fan was not ordinary.
The moment Wang Boda moved, Li Fan’s reaction speed, three times that of a normal person, made the world seem to slow down.
The trajectory of the dagger, the twitching muscles on Wang Boda’s face, even the bloodthirsty gleam in his eyes, everything became crystal clear.
Li Fan shifted his body slightly, dodging the fatal strike at an unbelievable angle.
The cold blade brushed past his uniform, slicing through the air with a sharp gust.
Wang Boda’s attack missed, and a flicker of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He hadn’t expected this seemingly inexperienced kid to be so agile.
But he was a battle-hardened fugitive. The surprise lasted only a moment before his killing intent intensified.
With a flick of his wrist, the dagger slashed horizontally, aiming straight for Li Fan’s throat.
Instead of retreating, Li Fan advanced!
His left hand shot out like iron pliers, not dodging at all, but directly grabbing toward Wang Boda’s wrist holding the knife.
“Looking for death!” Wang Boda sneered, exerting force in his wrist, intending to slice through Li Fan’s hand along with everything else.
But in the next instant, the smile on his face froze.
Li Fan’s hand clamped precisely onto his pulse point. An inhuman force surged through, producing a crisp crack from his wrist.
Pain exploded. Wang Boda felt as if his bones were being crushed!
The strength he was so proud of was laughably weak in front of this young officer, like that of a child.
“Ah!” Unable to endure the pain, Wang Boda instinctively released the dagger.
Clang!
The dagger fell onto the carpet with a dull sound.
Before he could recover from the shock and pain, Li Fan’s counterattack descended like a violent storm.
A fierce knee strike slammed directly into Wang Boda’s abdomen.
“Ugh!” Wang Boda felt his organs shift violently. Acid surged up his throat as his body curled like a boiled shrimp.
Immediately after, Li Fan delivered a lightning-fast chop to the back of his neck.
Wang Boda’s vision went black. His body went limp, about to collapse.
But Li Fan gave him no such chance.
Bang!
A heavy impact echoed, shaking loose bits of plaster.
Bang!
Bang!
Once, twice, three times…
Li Fan remained expressionless, his movements crisp and efficient, as if he were dealing with a lifeless sandbag.
After several blows, Wang Boda was completely unresponsive, his face covered in blood, lying limp like a heap of flesh. Only his faint breathing proved he was still alive.
From engagement to subdual, the entire process took less than ten seconds.
Li Fan dusted off his hands, picked up the handcuffs from the ground, and secured Wang Boda’s hands behind his back with practiced ease, as if he had done it countless times before.
Only after finishing did he turn and walk out of Room 210, his cold gaze sweeping across the tightly shut doors along the corridor.
“Everyone inside, listen up!”
“Police conducting official business. Get out here immediately!”
“Hands on your heads, squat against the wall! Anyone who tries anything will face the consequences!”
…
At the same time, the first floor of Yushui Club.
Screech—
The piercing sound of brakes tore through the night as several police cars roared in, blocking the entrance completely.
Gu Yongjun kicked open the car door and rushed out with more than a dozen armed officers. A chilling aura instantly enveloped the entire street.
At a glance, he saw the chaotic scene at the entrance.
Shan Xingteng was frantically trying to control the seven or eight bruised and battered men on the ground. Upon seeing Gu Yongjun, he scrambled over like he had just seen a savior.
“Chief! You finally made it!” Shan Xingteng’s voice trembled.
Gu Yongjun ignored him. His gaze swept sharply across the mess, and when he saw the confiscated controlled weapons piled to the side, his pupils contracted sharply.
“What happened? Where’s Li Fan?” His voice was terrifyingly low.
“Li Fan did this!” Shan Xingteng reported rapidly. “He suspected this place was a prostitution den. To avoid alerting them, he… he acted first! These guys downstairs were all taken down by him alone. And then… then he rushed upstairs by himself!”
After hearing this, Gu Yongjun’s veins bulged in anger.
Alone?
He took down seven or eight armed men?
And then went upstairs alone?!
Pointing at Shan Xingteng, he cursed loudly, “What the hell were you doing?! You let an intern charge in alone?!”
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This was Yushui Club, a notoriously tough place. The security here were hardened criminals with records. For Li Fan, a fresh graduate, to rush in like that was practically suicide.
“Damn it!” The more Gu Yongjun thought about it, the more anxious he became. He shoved Shan Xingteng aside and roared at the officers behind him, “Team Two and Team Three, seal all exits! Not even a fly gets out! Team One, gear up and follow me!”
“Yes!”
Gu Yongjun grabbed his sidearm and was the first to charge into Yushui Club. His square face was filled with anger and urgency.
Kid, you better not get hurt! If you lose even a single hair, I’ll skin you alive when we get back!
The officers stormed up to the second floor.
They were fully prepared for forced entry, confrontation, even a firefight. Every nerve was tense, fingers resting on triggers.
But when Gu Yongjun kicked open the fire door at the stairwell and led his team into the corridor, the scene before them froze everyone in place.
There was no fierce battle as expected.
No armed resistance.
Instead, in the dimly lit corridor, more than a dozen men and women were squatting neatly against the wall like disciplined schoolchildren, hands on their heads, silent as quails.
And in front of this row of “quails,” Li Fan stood calmly, his uniform spotless, his expression as relaxed as if he were taking a walk in the park.
At his feet lay a blood-covered man, hands cuffed behind his back, completely incapacitated.
The entire scene was quiet, orderly, and… strangely harmonious.
The officers who had rushed up stood there in a daze, guns raised, looking at one another, unsure what to do.
What… is going on?
Weren’t we called for emergency backup?
Are we here… just to watch?
Gu Yongjun’s eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. He opened his mouth, but all the anger and worry in his chest were suddenly choked back by this absurd scene.
He saw Zhang Xue and Pei Xingwei among the squatting group. He also saw the bloodied figure on the ground.
At that moment, Li Fan noticed him and immediately strode forward. Standing at attention, he delivered a crisp and perfect salute.
“Report, Chief!”
“Trainee officer Li Fan of Huli Police Station reporting!”
His voice was loud and steady, instantly drawing everyone’s attention.
“While patrolling Andou Street with Officer Shan Xingteng, I discovered that Yushui Club was involved in illegal activities such as organizing prostitution. To prevent suspects from escaping or destroying evidence, I took immediate action and controlled the suspects on the first floor!”
“During the search of the second floor, I unexpectedly discovered A-level wanted criminal Wang Boda hiding here!”
As he spoke, Li Fan pointed at the man lying at his feet.
“After a brief struggle, I successfully captured him alive. Mission accomplished. Awaiting your instructions!”