Taking Liu Yifei back to Northeast China for the Chinese New Year has sent the entire internet into

Let's rewind to an hour before the banquet begins.

Outside the North Star Square, amidst the bustling crowd of people eating rice, there was a figure that stood out from the crowd.

The collar of his military overcoat was turned up high, his face was covered with a thick black mask, and a dog-skin hat was placed on his head, leaving only a pair of wary eyes visible on his face.

This guy's nickname is Lao Liu.

But he's not the kind of "old sixth man" in the game who just camps in the bushes and ambushes people.

This guy is a real tough character.

He has been on the run for three years, and his name is still listed high on the A-level wanted lists of public security systems in several provinces.

Charges: Cross-provincial contract fraud involving up to 40 million yuan, plus intentional assault.

Originally, Lao Liu had already agreed on a price with the smugglers at the border and even paid a deposit.

We're just waiting for nightfall tonight so we can sneak across the border amidst the chaos.

Once you cross that river, you'll be free to roam the skies and vanish completely from the world.

But the problem lies precisely in these last few hours.

At Polaris Square, more than a hundred large iron pots were lit up at the same time!

That strong, domineering fragrance.

It travels with the cold wind and goes straight into people's noses!

To evade capture, Lao Liu had been eating instant noodles for five days straight in that windowless, dark hotel.

My mouth tastes so bland it's almost unbearable.

that moment.

An extremely dangerous thought began to take root and sprout wildly in his mind:

If this happens abroad...

I'll never get to eat authentic sweet and sour pork again in my life!

He looked up at the huge crowd in the square.

I made a snap decision: With so many people around, who could possibly recognize me?

After eating, wipe your mouth and slip away!

So, Lao Liu pulled his dog-skin hat down and his mask up, then braced himself and mingled into the crowd of people eating at the banquet.

……

Let's shift our focus back to the present, inside the greenhouse.

"Help! Someone's dying!!!"

A piercing, almost shrill scream abruptly shattered the lively atmosphere of the rice-eating activity inside the shed.

Look in the direction of the sound.

The sixth brother was seen clutching his neck tightly with both hands, his face turning purple.

He ate too quickly and too fast.

It's like stuffing all the things you'll never eat again in your later years into your stomach today.

As a result, tragedy struck—

A piece of braised pork, along with half a chewy sweet potato noodle, got stuck in the trachea!

"Clang!"

The surrounding diners were so frightened that they backed away, knocking over chairs and bowls all over the floor.

The live stream chat, which was initially flooded with comments saying "I'm getting hungry," suddenly shifted in tone.

[Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! What's going on?!]

[Help! That guy's eyes are rolling back!]

Upon hearing the commotion, Fang Yu immediately took off running in the direction of the incident.

"Make way! Everyone move aside!"

"Don't crowd together! Spread out! Let some fresh air in!"

He forcefully pushed his way through the crowd.

Liu Yifei, who was following behind, had just run up when she saw this face that had turned purple, and turned to run back:

"Fang Yu, you stay here and watch over things! I'll go get the doctor!!"

After saying that, she disappeared into the crowd.

However, Fang Yu did not wait.

When the trachea is completely blocked, the golden rescue time is calculated in seconds!

By the time the doctor squeezes in from outside the square with his kit, it will probably be too late!

Fang Yu moved right up to him, his arms passing under Lao Liu's armpits and tightly wrapping around the man's abdomen from behind.

With a taut arm, push inward and upward.

"Hah—"

The sixth man let out a muffled sound from his throat.

They didn't come out.

That piece of meat was stuck too tightly!

Fang Yu gritted his teeth and readjusted his angle of force.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Three times in a row!

at last

"Ugh—Pfft!!!"

The piece of braised pork was spat out of Lao Liu's mouth.

"Hiss—whoosh—whoosh—"

Fresh air was pumped back into his trachea.

Old Liu slumped to the ground, panting heavily.

There was a moment of silence.

Immediately afterwards, thunderous applause rang out.

"Yu Shen is awesome!!!"

"My goodness, that scared me to death! That's textbook Heimlich maneuver!"

"This guy's ruthless; he almost lost his life over a piece of meat!"

The live stream chat exploded with comments:

[King Yama: I'd already started flipping through the Book of Life and Death, and this kid Fang Yu dragged me back?!]

[Braised Pork Slices: It's not my fault, he just ate too much!]

[Fairy Sister: I haven't even called the medical team yet, and you're already done? As expected of my man, so fast! (crossed out)]

[Wait, something's not right! Why does this person look so familiar?]

Fang Yu let out a long breath, turned around and waved to the still-shaken diners.

"It's alright, it's alright! A close call!"

"Everyone, go back to your seats and enjoy your food and drinks!"

After saying that, he bent down and patted Lao Liu on the back.

"Brother, this meal is delicious, but you can't risk your life!"

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

Seeing that the person had been rescued, the surrounding tourists gradually relaxed and pulled out their chairs to sit down again.

But no one noticed.

At that very moment—

It's less than five meters away from this table.

A middle-aged man wearing a dark blue down jacket suddenly stopped holding the paper cup in his hand at his lips.

The man's name is Li Jun.

Deputy Captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment, Mohe City Public Security Bureau.

The "hardcore security" that Director Wang promised Fang Yu before was definitely not just empty talk.

Dozens of plainclothes officers have already been quietly deployed into each of the greenhouses!

Just now, while Lao Liu was struggling frantically, the dog-skin hat on his head had already been thrown off.

His entire face was exposed under the high-wattage incandescent lights in the studio!

The moment I saw what Lao Liu looked like.

Li Jun's brain started working at high speed instantly.

The photos, features, and bone structure of the wanted posters on the bureau's internal network flashed by frantically.

contrast.

coincide.

locking!

Li Jun's pupils suddenly contracted.

The face on the Class A wanted poster.

He hid for three whole years.

Today, in my quest for a grand feast, I've unwittingly stumbled into a trap!

But Li Jun was a veteran criminal investigator, and he didn't impulsively rush to grab the handcuffs.

The scene was chaotic!

This is a sealed, insulated shed packed with thousands of people!

Tables were placed side by side, and iron pots were placed one after another. Everywhere were ordinary tourists who were watching the spectacle without any precautions!

If Lao Liu, a desperate criminal who has been on the run for years and has been pushed to the brink of disaster, were to really unleash his fury and start a fight here...

Casually overturning a pot of boiling hot sauerkraut soup and spilling it into a crowd, or knocking over a few tables and chairs and causing a stampede.

No one can bear such terrifying consequences!