"Handcuff him!" Seeing Ye Xuan walking down the stage with a calm expression, Ghosthead's face flashed with ferocity. He looked at Ye Xuan viciously as if he wanted to eat him alive. His voice was cold and merciless. "Everyone, get ready. If he dares to resist again, shoot immediately!"
"Yes, sir!" When the surrounding policemen heard this, they shouted. One by one, they raised the guns in their hands and aimed at Ye Xuan. If he dared to move even the slightest bit, these people would definitely not show mercy.
"What are you doing, foreign devils!"
"Damn foreign devils, shoot me if you have the guts!"
…
When they saw the dozens of Indian Hindustani policemen pointing their guns at Ye Xuan, all the Chinese martial artists were instantly enraged. One by one, they wanted to rush up and fight with these foreign devils.
Bang!
After a gunshot, an apprentice from a Chinese martial arts dojo suddenly fell to the ground holding his right leg and screamed. Between his fingers, a dazzling stream of blood slowly flowed out, staining the ground red.
"If anyone dares to move again, shoot!" Ghosthead put away the gun in his hand and looked at the Chinese martial artists opposite him with a sinister expression.
In his eyes, these Chinese yellow-skinned monkeys were just some lowly commoners. If it wasn't for the fact that he was afraid that killing too many of them would cause international public opinion, he would even order them all to be killed.
"You're courting death!" Seeing that Ghosthead actually dared to shoot, Ye Xuan's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. With a furious roar, he suddenly moved and rushed toward Ghosthead.
Hearing Ye Xuan's roar, Ghosthead was shocked. He wanted to raise the gun in his hand, but when he raised it, he only saw a figure flash in front of him, and Ye Xuan's face actually appeared in front of him.
"Ah! You … "Seeing Ye Xuan suddenly appear in front of him, Ghosthead was shocked. He could not help but take two steps back. He subconsciously wanted to pull the trigger in his hand, but who knew that just as he was about to move his finger … However, he only heard Ye Xuan's cold snort, and Ghosthead felt a sharp pain in his right hand. Then, his vision blurred, and the gun in his hand appeared in Ye Xuan's hand.
Although it took a long time to describe, the entire process actually took less than a breath. Everyone only saw a blur in front of their eyes, and then Ye Xuan, who was seven or eight meters away from Gui Tou, suddenly appeared behind him. Gui Tou's right wrist had been broken at some point, and the gun in his hand was now in Ye Xuan's hand, pointing at Gui Tou with a cold expression.
"Ah! At this moment. Only then did the ghost head let out a miserable shriek.
Hearing Ghosthead's scream, the policemen who were surrounding him finally reacted. One by one, they pointed their guns at Ye Xuan, who was holding Ghosthead hostage.
"Don't move! Put the gun down! … Let go of the superintendent, or we'll shoot … "
"What do you want?" Ghosthead held his broken right hand, his face full of sweat due to the pain of his broken hand. His whole body was trembling, and his face was a little pale. At the same time, he shouted fiercely, "Do you know who I am? I'm the superintendent of the British Empire … "
"Shut up, pa!" Seeing that Ghosthead still wanted to threaten him, Ye Xuan frowned, and slapped his hand directly on Ghosthead's face.
"You. You … I want you to die. Shoot, shoot, kill him for me. Kill him … "After being slapped by Ye Xuan, Ghosthead was stunned at first, and then he screamed crazily.
The surrounding policemen saw that Ye Xuan had actually hit Ghosthead. They were all shocked and pointed their guns at Ye Xuan, but none of them dared to shoot. Because all the policemen knew that even if a person was shot, he would not die immediately. He still had the strength to pull the trigger. And if they really shot Ye Xuan, then Ye Xuan would very likely drag Ghosthead down with him before he died. At that time, not only would they not have done anything, but they might also be charged with murdering Ghosthead.
"Noisy!" Seeing Ghosthead struggling like a mad dog, Ye Xuan's eyes flashed coldly. The gun in his hand suddenly moved to the side, and then he pulled the trigger expressionlessly.
Bang!
With a gunshot, everyone saw that Ghosthead's thigh was pierced by a bullet, and blood gushed out like a fountain. Ghosthead screamed and fell to the ground.
Ghosthead fell to the ground. Some policemen saw that Ye Xuan did not have Ghosthead to block, so they wanted to shoot and kill him. Who knew that Ye Xuan's eyes were sharp, and the gun in his hand lightly tapped a few times. A few bullets burst out from the muzzle, and each bullet hit a gun, directly knocking out the guns of several policemen who wanted to shoot. Then he pointed the gun at Ghosthead's head and said, "Don't move, or I will shoot him!"
When these policemen saw that Ye Xuan's marksmanship was so good, they all looked at each other, and then looked at Ghosthead who fell to the ground and screamed. They did not know what to do.
And the Chinese people who were watching from the side were also shocked. They did not expect Ye Xuan to be so bold, to actually dare to take the Kowloon police superintendent hostage. Although they were very happy to see Ghosthead lying on the ground and screaming, they could not help but worry for Ye Xuan. They were worried that he would do such a thing impulsively, and the outcome would be very difficult to deal with. Moreover, the British government of Hong Kong would definitely not let him go.
"Ah Hsuan, don't be impulsive. Calm down, calm down. Put down the gun first, there will always be a way to solve this problem!" Seeing that Ye Xuan had actually taken out a gun and taken Ghosthead hostage, Ye Wen was also shocked. However, he was more concerned about Ye Xuan's safety. If he put down the gun now, it would only be considered an assault. If he really shot and killed Ghosthead, Ye Xuan would not be able to escape the pursuit of the British government even if he had three heads and six arms. After all, Ye Xuan was also made of flesh and blood. How could he be a match for guns and cannons?
"Brother Wen, don't worry. I will solve this problem myself!" Ye Xuan smiled at Ye Wen, then turned around and shouted, "Everyone, listen up. Now, everyone, leave this competition hall."
Ever since Hong Kong was occupied by the British, no one had dared to take a high-ranking British government official hostage. This was because doing so was obviously asking for death! However, today, someone had really done it. This made everyone present, be it the British or the Chinese, feel like they were dreaming. Everyone was at a loss as to what to do.
Bang!!!
"Everyone, get out!" Seeing that no one moved, Ye Xuan bellowed angrily and fired a shot at the ceiling.
In an instant, all the British who had been watching from the sidelines panicked. Screams could be heard everywhere as they rushed out.
Seeing that the British had all left, Ye Xuan said to the martial artists from China, "Masters, today's matter has nothing to do with you. Please leave too!"
"Master Ye, Master Ye …"
Seeing that these people still wanted to persuade him, Ye Xuan waved his hand and said, "Everyone, you don't have to say anymore. Please believe me. If you leave, you will be helping me!"
Hong Zhennan looked at the calm Ye Xuan and said, "Let's go. Everyone, leave this place together. This is the only way that Master Ye will be able to do whatever he wants!"
"Master Ye, take care! Master Ye, take care! " Upon hearing Hong Zhennan's words, all the martial artists pondered for a moment. In the end, they cupped their fists at Ye Xuan and walked out with solemn expressions.
"Ah Hsuan, you … Sigh, you must come back alive!" Ye Wen looked at Ye Xuan with a complicated expression. He took a deep breath and said in a slightly hoarse voice.
"Brother Wen, don't worry. I won't die. Help me take care of Cui 'er!" Ye Xuan nodded his head and said with a smile.
"Okay!" Ye Wen nodded his head heavily as though he was stamping a seal. After that, he turned around and left without looking back.
"Master Ye, you are one of the most respected masters in my life. Take care!" Hong Zhennan cupped his fists at Ye Xuan.
"Take care!" Ye Xuan said softly as he watched Hong Zhennan leave.
"All of you get out too!" Seeing that Hong Zhennan had left, Ye Xuan picked up the dying ghost head on the ground and placed it in front of him as though he was picking up a little chick. Then, he pointed the gun at the ghost head.
"Ye Xuan, put the gun down. Otherwise …"
Bang!
One of the policemen in front had just threatened Ye Xuan when Ye Xuan pulled the trigger lightly. A bullet pierced through the man's forehead and came out of his brain. There was a huge hole in his head. His eyes were filled with indignation as he collapsed.
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