Chapter 23
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Jiang Stops asked softly, "Is that your colleague?"
Yan Ji said, "No, that's not the voice of one of our team members!"
Bam!
This unforeseen event caught them off guard. The door panel was heavily pounded, and the poor quality of the decoration materials shook off the dust on the floor.
"You go first!" Yan Ji made a prompt decision and grabbed the edge of the window. With a violent force, he tore down the entire ventilation window. "Quick, I'll go out and buy some time!"
Jiang Stops couldn't climb up the windowsill. Yan Ji picked him up and carried him up. At this moment, the door panel behind them was slammed open.
Bang!
There was another loud bang. The door to the bathroom was kicked open by the police!
"Don't move! Crack down on prostitution! "
"Hands up!"
"What are you doing?" Yan Ji said sternly. "Where did the police come from? Where's your uniform? Where's your police badge? If you say you're a police officer, then you're a police officer.
Before he finished speaking, the auxiliary police rushed in. He used his baton to block Yan Ji and shouted outside, "Captain, come and help, over here! Someone jumped out of the window and ran away! "
Yan Ji had nowhere to go. He raised his elbow to block the baton and raised his leg to kick. He immediately sent the young auxiliary police officer flying out!
Crash — —
The auxiliary police officer fell to the ground and knocked over countless decorations. There was a lot of clanging sounds.
At that moment, countless thoughts flashed through Yan Ji's mind. Police discipline, the eight honors and eight disgraces, the three major disciplines, the eight points of attention, the Marxist Deng Xiaoping Theory, the twenty-four-word socialist core values … All of these thoughts flashed through his mind. In the end, they turned into infinite despair and desolation in his heart.
I'm finished, he thought.
Chief Wei will probably strangle me alive with handcuffs, dismember my body, and then bury me in the cement wall of the office. It will probably take many years before the Municipal Bureau building is renovated for people to find my soul.
Yan Ji rushed out of the bathroom and was met with two police officers who roared and pounced on him. But how could he allow himself to be caught by the police? He covered his head with his hand and took a hit from the baton. He flipped over and kicked the older policeman on the left. Without even panting, he took the baton from the younger policeman on the right and pulled it towards himself. The moment the other party lost his balance, he hooked his neck and viciously slammed it down.
The young policeman screamed and slammed into the sofa. He almost vomited his stomach out of his throat.
"Damn it, stop!"
"Don't move!"
Yan Ji glanced around. There were at least eight or nine policemen in the room. Brother Zong and his two henchmen had been held down tightly. The fat man was squatting on the ground by an auxiliary police officer. He was so scared that his whole body was shaking like a sieve. He said incoherently, "I-i-it's a misunderstanding, i-i-i-i'm one of us, really one of us! … "
The auxiliary police officer felt insulted. "Who the f * ck is on your side!"
"Command center, command center, Yihe Road Police Station requests for backup!" The captain of the police station shouted with a walkie-talkie in one hand and pointed a gun at Yan Ji with the other. "I repeat, Yihe Road Police Station encountered violent arrest in a KTV crackdown. Requesting for backup!"
Yan Ji stood up and smiled bitterly at the muzzle. He raised his chin and said, "Hey, you didn't turn on the safety."
At this time, there was the sound of chaotic footsteps outside again. In the blink of an eye, it came from afar and came closer. A familiar shout exploded from the ground.
"Stop! Put your hands up and don't move! "
Yan Ji turned around and saw his colleagues from the City Public Security Bureau's Peripheral Operations Team rushing in. Then, Qin Chuan, who was fully armed, rushed in with a gun. "Everyone, squat down! Jianning City Public Security Bureau! "
Yan Ji felt relieved. "Old Qin, you …"
Before he could say the word 'pig', Yan Ji saw Qin Chuan looking over his shoulder. His expression changed from relief to horror.
Qin Chuan, "Stop –"
It was too late.
Yan Su was hit in the back by the baton. He didn't even have time to make a sound. The huge inertia made him fly out and knock over the booth. In front of all the subordinates of the Municipal Bureau, he fell to the ground with his head on the ground like a wild goose falling flat on the sand.
The scene was dead silent.
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