The words of the robbers completely shocked the police; although there were over a hundred officers outside and dozens of special forces members, they were at a loss.
"Team Leader Zhang." At this moment, Song Xiaojia hurriedly approached Zhang Wenhui and said, "I have a way."
"What way?" Zhang Wenhui had been observing the changes in the situation.
"The Guangfa Building has central air conditioning, doesn't it?" Song Xiaojia quickly said: "We can get in through the ducts of the central air conditioning, to catch them by surprise."
"It's too dangerous," Zhang Wenhui wiped the sweat from his forehead, saying: "Such a move is quite risky, one misstep could cost us our lives, and may also result in more hostages being killed."
"Then what should we do?" Song Xiaojia became anxious.
"Stay calm!" Zhang Wenhui shook his head.
Inside the bank, the man in the yellow jacket's gaze constantly shifted over Tang Yumeng, his eyes leering at the contours pressed out of Tang Yumeng's body, radiating with lustful light. Lin Chuan realized inside that something was terribly wrong, his hand already gripping a very thin blade, ready to fight back at any moment.
"Be careful!" Lin Chuan hastily warned.
"I... I know..." Tang Yumeng was also aware that the man seemed to have ill intentions towards her, so she was especially scared and panicked, her hand unconsciously grabbing Lin Chuan's arm, seemingly looking for protection.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here," Lin Chuan said quietly.
"Heh heh..." The man in the yellow jacket walked up to Tang Yumeng and chuckled: "Cutie, you're not bad-looking, eh?"
Tang Yumeng hung her head low, huddling by Lin Chuan's right side, her body shaking. Although she was a strong woman, facing such a situation she couldn't help but be frightened. Unexpectedly, the man in the yellow jacket reached out with his dirty left hand and yanked Tang Yumeng out from the crowd, saying, "Come, follow me to the room."
"No, don't..." Tang Yumeng screamed out, her inner terror erupting at that moment, as she lifted her foot and viciously kicked at the man in the yellow jacket's crotch.
"Ouch..." The man in the yellow jacket immediately clutched at his crotch.
"Hahaha, Old Two, you're useless!" Two men holding pistols immediately jeered. The muscular leader was focused on the situation outside and didn't care about what was happening inside.
"Damn it, refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit!" The man in the yellow jacket grew furious, his face turning bright red. He raised his right hand and slapped toward Tang Yumeng.
Lin Chuan, who had been anxiously observing from the side, finally made his move, his hands already gripping two blades. These two blades, gleaming with silver light, flashed a chilling gleam under the light.
Slice…
The blade instantly penetrated the throat of the man in the yellow jacket, who stared with bulging eyes, touched his throat, and a burst of blood spurted out. He fell with an expression of disbelief and continued to convulse on the ground. Perhaps he would never understand who killed him.
"Old Two!" The two men holding pistols immediately realized what happened, and they quickly aimed their pistols at Lin Chuan.
Whoosh…
Another blade was thrown, severing the sinews in the left wrist of the first man, who cried out in pain, dropping his gun. Lin Chuan then charged towards the other man with the speed of lightning, faster than could be covered by the ear. This was the speed he had on the battlefield, a thunderous pace that surpassed human limits. Lin Chuan's muscles tensed, his veins prominently visible.
The man holding the gun on the left side was almost stunned, Lin Chuan's speed was even faster than that of a cheetah, a speed that exceeded human limits, causing the man's vision to blur. That's because Lin Chuan was not charging in a straight line, but had circled around the hall.
Whoosh…
Lin Chuan leaped onto the walls, astonishing everyone as he ran along the perimeter walls at extreme speed. He was nearly defying the gravity of Earth, occasionally touching the ground to push off, but his speed did not slow in the slightest.
Bang bang bang…
The man shot wildly as his vision blurred.
Click…
Suddenly, a shadow struck him from behind, a pair of legs clamped around the man's neck, and then a tremendous force twisted his neck, breaking it.
Bang…
With a loud noise, as soon as Lin Chuan heard it, he knew he was done for. A tearing force penetrated his lower left abdomen. Lin Chuan knew that taking out those three thugs was no problem for him, but the muscular leader at the door was the real trouble. First, he was far away from those thugs, and given the leader's status as a special forces soldier, he would surely react before Lin Chuan could attack him. Secondly, if Lin Chuan attacked the leader first, even if he succeeded, it was likely he would be shot dead by the three thugs behind him with their random gunfire, so Lin Chuan chose to first take out the three thugs and then the leader.
Unexpectedly, before he could make his move, the opponent had already made the kill.
The moment the bullet pierced through the lower abdomen, Lin Chuan felt his body involuntarily tremble.
"No!" Tang Yumeng was petrified.
Lin Chuan glanced at Tang Yumeng and unexpectedly revealed a smile, saying, "Don't be afraid, I'm here!"
Whoosh…
In that instant, Lin Chuan disappeared from in front of Tang Yumeng. The opponent seemed to be quite skilled, barely managing to withstand a few of Lin Chuan's attacks. Through gritted teeth, the opponent said: "We're all brothers from the same world, why must you push things too far!"
"Different paths do not lead to shared plans!" Lin Chuan threw a fierce iron fist punch at him.
A dull thud resonated on the opponent's chest, and he couldn't help but stagger several steps backward. The brawny man said through gritted teeth: "If that's the case, then don't blame me for not being courteous."
In the midst of speaking, he had already launched a fierce assault on Lin Chuan, his punching and kicking were incredibly swift and each move felt lethally intense.
Rip…
Several rounds in, it became clear that the opponent was no match for Lin Chuan, even with Lin Chuan injured, he still did not gain any advantage over him. When Lin Chuan grabbed his neck, he tore Lin Chuan's sleeve. In that moment, he saw a strange tattoo on Lin Chuan's arm—a wolf howling up at the sky, standing over a skull with its claws.
"It's... you!" The opponent was shocked, disbelief flashing in his eyes.
"Now you know?" A sly smile appeared on Lin Chuan's lips as he said, "Then set off for the road ahead in peace."
Crack...
Following that, his neck was twisted and broken by Lin Chuan.
Seeing that everything was safe, Tang Yumeng hurried up to him, supporting Lin Chuan, she said anxiously, "You... you're hurt!"
"Listen to me!" Lin Chuan suddenly embraced Tang Yumeng, and the wound in his abdomen involuntarily made him lean forward.
In that instant, the distance between the two was reduced to zero. Lin Chuan looked into Tang Yumeng's flickering large eyes, reading the worry and tension in them. Tang Yumeng's face instantly flushed red, and she quickly said: "What... what are you trying to say!"
"Keep it a secret for me." Lin Chuan clenched his teeth and said, "I..."
Boom...
Suddenly, the air conditioning vent cover fell from the ceiling, followed by a dark figure emerging from it. She jumped down from the ceiling with a handgun and shouted loudly, "Nobody move, you're all surrounded."
When Lin Chuan saw that familiar face, he came up with a clever plan on the fly: "She's the one who killed these robbers; all the credit goes to her!"
"I... I understand!" Tang Yumeng was first taken aback, then she immediately realized that this boy must be trying to hide something. So, she agreed to go along with it right away.
"Eh... What happened?" Song Xiaojia looked around at the chaotic scene, confused, with several pools of blood on the ground.
Clang...
At that moment, the assault team composed of special forces swiftly shattered several window panes and quickly stormed in, immediately securing the scene. Soon after, the police swarmed in. Hu Guomin hurriedly dashed into the bank hall, knowing that Secretary Tang was inside—it was a matter of great importance.
After entering, Hu Guomin rushed towards Tang Yumeng.
"Tang..." Hu Guomin hadn't even begun to speak.
"Shut up!" Tang Yumeng scolded him.
"Ah..." Hu Guomin's eyes widened as Tang Yumeng quickly said: "Comrade Hu Zhengwei, we owe our rescue to Song Xiaojia!"
Turning his head, Hu Guomin saw Song Xiaojia standing in the lobby, looking completely bewildered, as if she was more confused than anyone else. At this time, Zhang Wenhui stood thoughtfully to one side. Upon hearing this, Director Chen, who had hurried to the scene shaking his plump rear, immediately exclaimed joyously, "Xiao Jia, that's great! You've earned a merit for our police force!"
"Eh?!" Song Xiaojia was stunned and said: "I... I didn't!"
"Captain Zhang, immediately evacuate the hostages and secure the scene." As an experienced veteran police officer, Director Chen swiftly instructed: "Order the forensic team to the scene for investigation, and also, immediately verify the identities of these guys."
"Yes!" Zhang Wenhui nodded. As he walked past Tang Yumeng, he glanced at the injured Lin Chuan. His inner doubts intensified.
"I'll take you to the hospital!" Tang Yumeng said urgently.
"No!" Lin Chuan shook his head and said: "It's nothing serious, I'll be going now."
Having said that, Lin Chuan hastily left the scene. Hu Guomin caught a glimpse of Lin Chuan's retreating figure. At this time, Song Xiaojia had become the object of many policemen's admiration. Moreover, media reporters had also swarmed to the bank's entrance, apparently planning to cover this rare bank robbery incident of the past decades.
"Director Chen, could you tell us who entered the bank and subdued the robbers?"
"Director Chen, have the identities of the robbers been verified?"
"Is there an investigation to determine if there's an inside man in the bank?"
Facing inquiries from the media reporters, Director Chen maintained his smile, waved his hand, and the scene quickly quieted down. He said with a profound tone: "This time, we owe our thanks to the bravery of our grassroots officer, Comrade Song Xiaojia. She entered the bank hall through the central air duct, then she shot dead three robbers and wounded another."