I started by watching videos, and I chose 10,000 combat power.

Luo Fei held up his gun, calmly watching Sun Dahu and his gang, who were drenched in cold sweat and dared not make another move.

He slowly reached his left hand into his pocket and pulled out his phone.

This action made Sun Dahu and the others, who were on edge, twitch their eyelids, almost thinking he was going to pull out a second gun.

Seeing that it was a mobile phone, he managed to calm himself down, but still dared not make any sudden movements.

Luo Fei unlocked the screen with one hand, found a number, and dialed it.

The call was answered almost immediately.

"Director Zhou, this is Luo Fei." His speech was slow and clear, reaching the ears of everyone around him in the quiet environment.

"I'm in the restaurant on the third floor of the Jiali Hotel in Lin'an City. I've run into some trouble. There are many of them, and they're armed. I drew my service weapon and we're in a standoff. The local police should be arriving soon."

He explained the situation succinctly, without any further explanation.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Mingyu, who was far away in Kyoto, remained silent for a moment, but his voice immediately regained its composure.

"I understand the situation. Armed standoffs are sensitive, but you are licensed to carry a gun, which makes the situation special. I will contact my colleagues in Lin'an City immediately, and they will arrive at the scene as quickly as possible to take over the handling."

"Stay calm, cooperate with the local police, and wait for our people to arrive."

"Okay." Luo Fei replied with only one word before hanging up the phone.

The whole process took less than thirty seconds.

He put away his phone and turned his gaze back to what was in front of him.

During the brief moment he was on the phone, deliberately soft footsteps came from the direction of the stairwell.

Police officer Li Jiewei had already loaded his gun and cautiously leaned into the restaurant.

The first thing he saw was Luo Fei, who had his back to him and was pointing a gun at another group of people, as well as the burly men opposite Luo Fei who were silent and pale-faced.

"Police! Don't move!"

Li Jiewei shouted sharply, while quickly seeking cover and pointing his gun at Luo Fei, who was holding a gun.

"Put the gun down! Put your hands behind your head! Slowly turn around!" His voice was firm and highly tense.

At this moment, the hotel general manager, who had received a call from the restaurant manager, also rushed up, panting.

When he saw the tense scene before him, with swords drawn and real guns firing, his legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground, his face as white as paper.

"Officer! What's going on?!" His voice trembled, filled with anxiety and fear.

Li Jiewei had no time to pay attention to him; all his attention was focused on Luo Fei.

"Did you hear me! Put the gun down! Try to get leniency!" he warned again, his finger firmly on the trigger, his mind highly focused.

At this moment, Xiao Chen and Lao Zhou, who had gone to retrieve their equipment, also rushed up carrying two heavy riot shields.

Upon seeing the situation, the two were startled, but being well-trained, they immediately took action, raising their shields on either side in front of Li Jiewei to form a simple protective barrier.

"Brother Li!" Xiao Chen called out in a low voice, his eyes filled with tension.

The shield's rim made a soft clanging sound as it struck each other.

With the shield providing some protection, Li Jiewei felt a little more at ease, but his gun remained firmly locked onto Luo Fei.

When Luo Fei's eldest and fourth brothers saw the police arrive, they were on high alert, pointing their guns at Luo Fei, and their hearts became even more panicked.

"Third brother! Listen to the police! Put down your gun! Let's talk this out!" Zhang Zhigang was so anxious that the veins on his forehead were throbbing, and he shouted in a low voice.

"Yeah, Fei-ge! Don't fight back! Put the gun down!" Zhao Zixuan hurriedly advised, fearing that Luo Fei's impulsive actions might lead to irreversible consequences.

While they were shocked that Luo Fei had a gun, they were even more worried about their brother's safety.

Luo Fei heard his two brothers' anxious advice.

Instead of immediately lowering his gun, he slightly turned his head and glanced in Li Jiewei's direction out of the corner of his eye.

Then, under everyone's tense gaze, he flicked his right wrist, holding the gun, and with a smooth motion, shoved the pistol back into the inside left pocket of his suit jacket.

To onlookers, he simply put the gun away.

But in reality, the moment the gun touched the inner pocket fabric, with a slight thought, the pistol had already silently returned to the storage ring.

After making this gesture, Luo Fei raised his hands slightly with palms facing outwards to indicate that he had no weapon. Then he slowly turned around to face Li Jiewei, who was on guard with a gun.

Seeing that the other party had put away his gun, Li Jiewei felt slightly relieved, but he did not lower the gun barrel and remained highly vigilant.

"Hands behind your head! Stand still!" he commanded again.

Luo Fei did not make a move upon hearing this.

"Officer, I have a gun license and identification," he said clearly. "The situation just now was that several people were armed and threatening us. I was acting in self-defense by issuing a warning. My superiors have received the report and someone will be on the scene soon."

Li Jiewei frowned.

He carefully examined the young man.

Wearing a suit, he exuded composure and calmness, showing no fear in the face of police and guns.

Is it...

"Where are your identification documents?" Li Jiewei asked in a deep voice, lowering the muzzle of his gun slightly but remaining vigilant.

"In my inner pocket," Luo Fei gestured.

Li Jiewei winked at auxiliary police officer Lao Zhou.

Old Zhou understood, raised his shield, and cautiously approached Luo Fei, stopping two steps away from him.

"Take it out slowly, be careful!" Li Jiewei held his breath and focused.

Luo Fei slowly lowered his right hand and reached into his inner pocket.

Similarly, the moment the bag touched the pocket, two documents were taken out of the ring and held between the fingers.

Old Zhou stepped forward, quickly took the document, and then swiftly returned to Li Jiewei's side, handing him the ID.

Li Jiewei held a gun in one hand and took the document with the other, quickly flipping through it.

The photo on the officer's ID card was indeed of the young man in front of me.

Name: Luo Fei.

Unit: Longya Special Operations Brigade, Eastern Theater Command.

Position: Specially Appointed Instructor.

Military rank: Major.

The information on the gun license also matches.

Li Jiewei's pupils constricted slightly.

Major? Specially appointed instructor? So young?

He looked at his ID repeatedly, then looked up at Luo Fei.

Based on his experience, the quality of the document and its anti-counterfeiting features suggested it wasn't fake.

But the content is truly astonishing.

A major in his twenties? Or an instructor in a special operations brigade?

He had many doubts, but his years of experience as a police officer told him that this matter was not simple.

"Let me verify this."

He whispered to Xiao Chen beside him and handed him the walkie-talkie and his identification.