Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Do you think I'm stupid?

The young police officer squatted on the ground, holding a finger in his hand, the cut still bearing dried blood.

He looked up at Feng Yuxiu and demanded, "These are chicken feet? Do you think I've never eaten chicken feet before? Chicken feet have nails? Chicken feet have fingerprints? Does your chicken look like this?"

Feng Yuxiu did not answer.

He just looked at the young police officer with a hint of pity in his eyes, as if he were looking at a hopeless fool.

The young police officer stood up, held the finger up to Feng Yuxiu's face, almost poking him in the nose:

"Look at this! It's clearly a human foot. You've been fighting here, cutting off someone's fingers, and now you're telling me it's a chicken foot? Do you think I'm stupid?"

He felt his intelligence had been insulted.

This group of people actually dared to play the "calling a deer a horse" trick on him; they were extremely arrogant.

Having been in police academy for four years, what kind of situation haven't I seen?

But this is the first time I've ever seen someone lie through their teeth like this.

Feng Yuxiu looked down at the finger, then looked up at the young police officer: "I told you, that's a chicken foot."

"you……"

"Alright, officer."

Feng Yuxiu interrupted him, "Go home quickly, your mother is calling you home for dinner."

The young police officer's face flushed red instantly.

How dare they ignore me?

Arrogant!

furious!

He was about to open his mouth and start cursing when he suddenly glanced around and saw that the henchmen who had scattered earlier had surrounded him again.

Hundreds of eyes were fixed on him, some indifferent, some mocking, some amused.

The young police officer's words stuck in his throat.

My hands started to tremble, and my legs started to tremble too.

He took a step back and slammed his back against the police car with a thud.

"What...what do you want to do?"

"Let me tell you, I'm a police officer, and assaulting a police officer is a crime!"

"Hahaha……"

The members of Tung Sing burst into laughter.

The laughter echoed in the night sky, shrill and arrogant.

The young police officer's face went from red to white, then from white to green.

Feng Yuxiu took a step forward.

The young police officer instinctively took a step back, bumping his back against the police car.

"Officer," Feng Yuxiu's voice was soft and calm, "would you like to stay and have dinner with us?"

The young police officer's pupils contracted sharply. Were these people going to attack him?

How dare they?

But after glancing at Feng Yuxiu and then at the menacing thugs, he finally couldn't hold on any longer.

The young police officer hurriedly opened the car door, climbed in, and started the engine.

"You...you wait!" He leaned out of the car window, his voice still trembling. "I'll be back!"

"boom--"

With the accelerator floored, the police car shot off like an arrow.

The tires scraped a black mark on the ground and emitted a piercing scream.

The people from Dongxing burst into laughter again.

"Take care, officer!"

"Come again next time!"

"I'll treat you to chicken feet!"

Before the laughter had even stopped, a loud bang suddenly rang out.

"Bang!"

The police car's left rear tire blew out, and the car veered sharply to the left, crashing into a flower bed on the side of the road.

The hood popped up, and a plume of white smoke billowed out.

The young police officer was slumped over the steering wheel, the seatbelt marks running diagonally across his shoulder, his head hitting the windshield, blood seeping from his forehead.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Everyone was stunned, staring at the smoking police car, unsure of what to say.

Just then, several police cars appeared at the street corner in the distance.

The car headlights were bright, illuminating the entire street.

The convoy slowly drove up and stopped a few dozen meters away from the Dongxing crowd.

The car door opened, and police officers stepped out one by one. The one in the lead was a middle-aged police sergeant, whose rank was several levels higher than that of the junior officer from before.

Feng Yuxiu frowned, turned around and ordered, "You all disperse now."

The people from Dongxing retreated like the tide, disappearing into the alley in the blink of an eye.

Only Feng Yuxiu and ten others remained on the street.

The sheriff walked over, glanced at the police car that had crashed into the flower bed, and then at Feng Yuxiu, his gaze cold.

"What happened?"

Feng Yuxiu looked at him but didn't speak immediately.

The sheriff walked to the police car, opened the door, and helped the young officer out.

The young police officer had a cut on his forehead, blood smeared half his face, and pointed at Feng Yuxiu, his voice hoarse:

"Sheriff, they...they were fighting here and cut off someone's finger. I said I would take them back for investigation, but they not only refused to cooperate, they also threatened me...and my car suddenly had a flat tire, which must have been their doing."

The sheriff's gaze then fell on Feng Yuxiu.

Feng Yuxiu remained silent, simply standing there like a pine tree.

Is he telling the truth?

Feng Yuxiu said calmly, "Officer, we were eating here when this officer came over and said we cut off someone's finger."

I told him those were chicken feet, but he didn't believe me and left. As for why his car was in an accident, I don't know.

The sheriff's lips twitched.

He glanced at the bloodstains on the ground, then at the scattered machetes and iron pipes, and then at Feng Yuxiu's calm face.

He knew these people were lying through their teeth.

But he also knew that without evidence, he couldn't arrest anyone.

Even if they are caught.

Given the current tense atmosphere between Tung Sing and Hung Hing, things might escalate.

It's better to avoid trouble and minimize problems.

"OK."

The sheriff nodded. "You can eat, but don't obstruct traffic. Clean up the mess on the ground."

He turned around and helped the young police officer into another car.

The police cars drove away again, just like when they arrived.

The street returned to calm, except for the wrecked car that remained parked by the flowerbed, emitting white smoke.

Lin Tian shook his head, a helpless smile playing on his lips, and murmured, "I never expected the Hong Kong police to be like this."

"If this happened in mainland China, it wouldn't be catching thugs, it would be counter-terrorism. A brawl involving thousands of people, with machetes and iron pipes flying everywhere, and the police just come and say a few words of advice, going through the motions? Are you kidding me?"

The system did not respond.

Lin Tian didn't care and continued, "System, you saw the tires of that young police officer's car just now, right?"

It wasn't a flat tire; Feng Yuxiu punctured it with a small pebble. That guy's skills are really good, but unfortunately, he's gone astray.

System: 【Ah, right, right.】

"System, are you trying to trick me?"

System (in a panic): 【No, no.】

My gaze fell on the police car that was still parked by the flower bed. The headlights were off, and white smoke was still billowing from the hood.

"However, no matter how good Feng Yuxiu is at fighting, he's still just a martial arts fanatic."

Lin Tian withdrew his gaze. "The gangs in Hong Kong are really arrogant, just like the Yamaguchi-gumi and the chaebols in South Korea, completely lawless."

In an instant, I recalled Uncle Deng from the Hung Hing triad, making outrageous remarks at the police station and directly threatening the Hong Kong police.

How arrogant that was!

The leader of a gang dared to slam his fist on the table in the police station and point his finger at the police chief while cursing.

And the sheriff actually had to put on a smiling face.

This is Hong Kong.

Lin Tian shook his head. "It has the skin of a society governed by law, but the bones of江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the unspoken rules of the underworld)."

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