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Xin Yi approached Little Gou, who was being supported by his companions. However, Little Gou's friends, lacking loyalty, immediately abandoned him and fled at the sight of Xin Yi coming over with ill intentions, leaving Little Gou alone and helpless as he watched Xin Yi draw closer.
Suddenly, Little Gou dropped to his knees and began banging his head on the ground repeatedly, pleading, "Big Brother, spare me! I won't dare to point a gun at your head again! If you feel unsatisfied, you can point a gun at my head too, but you can't pull the trigger!"
What the hell! There are actually people like this. Just a moment ago, he was so cocky with a gun in hand, and now he's begging for mercy? All this talk is just because he's afraid of getting beaten. Fine, I won't hit you. Your suggestion isn't bad; since it's your choice, I'll gladly oblige.
So Xin Yi took two steps back, picked up the shotgun that Xiao Gou had dropped on the ground, and said, "Alright, since you want me to point it at you, I'll do just that. Turn around!"
Xiao Gou trembled as he looked up at the shotgun in Xin Yi's hand. He swallowed hard and said, "Um, Big Brother, you really can't pull the trigger. Killing someone comes with consequences."
Xin Yi smiled at the adorable Little Gou and replied, "Don't worry; I know killing comes with consequences. I won't kill you; I'm just going to scare you a little. Now be good and turn around."
It was unclear whether Xiao Gou was too scared to stand or if his legs had gone weak from fear. He remained kneeling and turned around, exposing the back of his head to Xin Yi. Well, what a obedient child. Xin Yi pressed the shotgun against the back of his head and said, "Alright, I'm going to start scaring you now. Are you ready? If you're ready, just say so."
"I'm ready," Little Gou replied honestly. Xin Yi could see that he was tense all over; clearly, he was prepared. However, after saying that, Xiao Gou felt something was off and quickly asked, "Big Brother, you're just going to scare me a little, right? Why do you need to ask if I'm ready?"
"Who said I'm only going to scare you?" Xin Yi said with a sinister smile. "If I'm going to scare you, why would I ask if you're ready? You're such a naive child! Hahaha..."
"Then... you don't really intend to pull the trigger, do you? I..."
"Congratulations! You got it right!" Xin Yi interrupted Xiao Gou, saying, "Kneel properly! I am now executing your sentence on behalf of the Motherland and the people!" Xin Yi declared solemnly.
It's over! You liar! Didn't you say you'd only scare me? You're not keeping your word! Liar! I curse you to have a son without a ** or a daughter without breasts! As Little Gou cursed the untrustworthy Xin Yi, he trembled in fear while kneeling there, waiting for the execution that represented the Motherland and the people. After a gunshot rang out, Little Gou collapsed to the ground with a large puddle of liquid seeping from beneath him. But it wasn't blood; it was urine from his loss of control due to fear.
Ignoring the fainted Little Gou, Xin Yi turned to face Zhou Guang. This guy was truly despicable for continuously urging Xiao Gou to shoot in an attempt to use him as a pawn. Since Little Gou had fainted from fear, it was time to take out some frustration on him instead. Without hesitation, Xin Yi unleashed a flurry of punches on Brother Guang. After a storm of blows rained down upon him, the once imposing figure of Brother Guang was left battered—his eyes were bruised, his nose bled profusely, his lips were swollen, and his face bore signs of severe punishment. At this point, if he found a dark corner to hide in and jumped out suddenly, he could surely scare someone into fainting; even a pretty ghost would look better than him.
None of the henchmen he brought along or any of the waiters dared to move; they stood frozen in place watching their mighty Brother Guang get thoroughly beaten by Xin Yi. Who would dare intervene? There was a gun pointed at them after all; even ancient people knew that life is precious—better take care of one's own life first.
Finally satisfied after venting his frustrations, Xin Yi clapped his hands and said, "Alright, that's enough! We need to hurry to another venue; time is tight. Let's go, Brother Guang."
"Go? Where... are we going?" Though he wasn't afraid of getting beaten—if being beaten could erase his sins he'd rather be hit a hundred times—he feared facing judgment and legal consequences because he knew what awaited him: just like what Xin Yi had said to Xiao Gou, "executing your sentence on behalf of the Motherland and the people." He didn't want to die; thus he was terrified.
"Go to where you should be. Do you really think you can keep getting away with this after all these years? Come on, don't make me hit you again," Xin Yi said.
"You... you are the police? I... I won't go... I won't go! Even if you beat me to death... I won't go!" Zhou Guang's lips were swollen from being hit, making his speech slurred and frightening, like a night owl calling out, "I won't go... I won't go! I'd rather die than go..."
"Sigh, why do you have to be like this? Can't you cooperate a little with my work?" Xin Yi shook his head helplessly, then struck Zhou Guang on the neck with his palm. Zhou Guang immediately blacked out and collapsed to the ground. Xin Yi reached down and lifted the unconscious Zhou Guang onto his shoulder, swaggering away with Dingxiang. Everyone else kept their distance as if avoiding a plague, and once they left, those who had been watching from afar began to chatter again.
"Wow! That was so cool! Such a man, I like him!"
"Ew! So manly! Even without a white horse, he's still the most handsome and charming prince in my eyes!"
"The woman next to him is also quite attractive. If I were a man, I'd like that kind of beauty too. Sigh, my chest is too small; he wouldn't like me... sigh..."
...
Xin Yi carried Zhou Guang out to the street corner and casually hailed a taxi. The taxi driver leaned out, puzzled by the unconscious Zhou Guang, and asked, "What happened to this guy? You guys aren't bad people, are you?"
"This driver is really cute; do you really need to ask that?" Xin Yi laughed. "Besides, do we look like bad people? If anyone looks like a bad person here, it should be the one on my shoulder."
The taxi driver looked at Xin Yi and Dingxiang's faces, then turned to examine Zhou Guang's face on Xin Yi's shoulder before nodding in agreement. "You’re right; the one on your shoulder looks more like a bad person than both of you."
Xin Yi pulled out an ID from his pocket and waved it in front of the taxi driver. "We are police officers working undercover; please cooperate with our investigation."
Upon hearing they were police officers, the taxi driver's eyes lit up. "Oh, so it's comrades from the police doing their job! Thank you for your hard work! What do you need me to do? I love helping out with police work! Do you want me to drive after the criminals? I'm great at that; I guarantee they'll be running scared!"
Who says our citizens don't step up in times of need? Look at how enthusiastic this taxi driver is about chasing criminals, showing such eagerness even without fully checking the police ID. Can anyone still say our citizens are indifferent when crimes occur? Of course not! They will help facilitate crime occurrences. Just like now.
"Dingxiang, since you're here, why don't you take this person back to the hotel first? I'll call Lin Xi to come down and meet you. This person is very important to both of us; make sure he doesn't escape," Xin Yi said.
From Xin Yi's words, Dingxiang had already guessed Zhou Guang's identity. For smart people, often not much language is needed for mutual understanding. Dingxiang gave Xin Yi a deep look and pulled out her small white weapon, handing it over while saying, "Take this; it's good to have something for self-defense."
Xin Yi chuckled, "Hehe, it's better if you bring some self-defense, it might save the hero in a critical moment. If it weren't for you just now, I might have really been in trouble. Thank you, Ding Jie!" The joke was lighthearted, but the gratitude was sincere.
"I should be the one thanking you," Dingxiang replied. "Although I know you must have other motives, as long as you can help me with this matter, I can agree to any conditions."
"Really?" Xin Yi immediately put on a mischievous expression and asked, "You really can agree to anything?"
"Of course. I, Dingxiang, have always been a person of my word. Any condition, as long as you dare to propose it, I will dare to agree," Dingxiang answered decisively.
This left Xin Yi feeling a bit awkward. Well, since she said that, if he continued to be hesitant, it would seem too unmanly. So he decided to boldly express his true thoughts and said, "Ding Jie, actually I've always wanted to ask you... did you wear a bra tonight?"
It turned out that Dingxiang's ample chest had been catching Xin Yi's eye all along. After careful observation, he noticed the small bumps on Dingxiang's shirt and concluded that she wasn't wearing a bra. However, he had never been sure; how could she come all this way without one? This question had puzzled him for quite some time, so he finally couldn't help but ask.
Uh... Dingxiang blushed. The fiery and passionate Dingxiang, who exuded charm and allure, actually turned red. She playfully glared at Xin Yi, quickly crossed her arms over her chest with her small white hands, and shyly replied, "I... I was just eager to follow you and see what you were up to. There wasn't enough time, so... so I didn't wear one... How can you observe so carefully?"
"Hehehe..." Finally confirming his suspicion, Xin Yi sighed in relief and stammered, "Well, it's fine. Actually, not wearing one is pretty good..."
Well, of course it's good; he would prefer if she didn't wear any outer clothing either...
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