My disciple, you are now invincible. Go down the mountain and wreak havoc on the world!

The police car drove into the police station with its siren blaring.

The car door was pulled open with a "whoosh," and two SWAT officers, their faces tense, reached out to grab Ye Xunhuan. But before their hands were even halfway out, Ye Xunhuan had already leisurely gotten out of the car on his own.

There was no sign of panic on his face. Instead, he glanced at the dusty walls of the police station and clicked his tongue.

"This building is so ugly, it looks like an unpainted cement block. Don't you guys feel suffocated living here?"

The police officers on guard duty nearby were dumbfounded.

Having worked as a police officer for so many years, I've arrested at least a thousand suspects. Some were crying and begging for mercy, while others were ashen-faced. This is the first time I've seen someone who's been arrested and still has the leisure to comment on their actions.

Is this kid crazy, or does he really not know how to write the word "death"?

The blue and white police car following behind also came to a steady stop. Wang Kui straightened his crisp police uniform and stepped out with a dignified expression.

Zhou Hu and Lu Zhenxiong followed behind him, one on each side. Both of them had injuries on their faces. One had a clear five-finger mark on his neck, and the other's face was swollen like a steamed bun. However, they both raised their chins and their eyes were full of smugness.

Zhou Hu, in particular, walked with a swagger. The cowardly look he had when he was almost choked to death upstairs was long gone. Now he stood up straight, looking like a victorious rooster.

"Director Wang, you really need to interrogate this kid! He's ruthless; who knows how many murders he's got on his hands!"

Zhou Hu leaned closer to Wang Kui and whispered, "As long as you handle this matter well, you'll definitely get a share of the provincial capital's resources in the future."

Wang Kui nodded slightly, "I know, I know. I was introduced to you on the way."

He knows it perfectly well.

On the surface, Zhou Hu was beaten, but in reality, the Lu and Zhou families in the provincial capital joined forces to deal with this wild brat, Ye Xunhuan.

The Zhou family in the provincial capital is a top-tier wealthy family with military connections.

Zhou Hu was the top underground boss in the provincial capital, with power so great it was practically invincible.

He had just received a call from Lu Mingyuan, who offered him a seven-figure sum to help him. He could set any charge he wanted, but it would be best if he could cripple the person and then physically kill them.

Wang Kui was initially hesitant, but upon hearing that the other party was just a son-in-law with no background who dared to offend both the Lu and Zhou families at the same time, he immediately agreed.

In Jiangcheng, a small place, if Wang Kui wanted to get things done, it would be a simple matter of a word.

The elders from the collateral branches of the Su family followed behind, winking and muttering to themselves.

"Serves him right! I told you Ye Xunhuan was a jinx!"

"He dares to offend Master Zhou and the Lu family? Let's see how he dies this time!"

"Once he's sentenced, let's see how tough Su Qingyuan can be then. We'll be the ones calling the shots in the Su family!"

The group was talking animatedly when they looked up and met Ye Zhong's icy gaze. They immediately stopped talking like ducks being choked, shrinking back and not daring to utter a sound.

The corridor was winding and twisting, with white walls and gray floors, and not even a conspicuous sign. After turning two corners, Ye Xunhuan frowned, and even slowed down the chewing of the candy in his mouth.

"All the stairwells in this crappy place look the same. Who designed this place?"

"Wait a minute, how do we get out?"

"But it doesn't matter. When the time comes, you can bring out a sedan chair carried by eight men, apologize in public, admit your mistake, and accept the punishment. Then this matter will be over."

Ye Xunhuan's complaints weren't loud, but Wang Kui heard them clearly.

He paused, glaring at her fiercely: "Behave yourself! You dare to talk nonsense here? You'll regret it later!"

Ye Xunhuan raised an eyebrow, but didn't reply. He just kept walking forward with the candy in his mouth, but he knew exactly what was going on.

From Wang Kui's little actions with Zhou Hu just now, to the fact that he skipped the normal registration process at the police station and was taken directly to the interrogation room, it's clear that someone had given prior notice and dug a trap for him.

As they approached the interrogation room, the special police pushed Ye Xunhuan inside, but he suddenly stopped and looked up at the window at the end of the corridor.

A hundred meters above the sky, on the edge of the clouds, a jet-black armed helicopter hovered silently, almost blending into the thick clouds. Only the blood-red eagle emblem on its fuselage gleamed with a cold metallic light in the sunlight.

Inside the cabin, Ling Jinghong, dressed in a sharp black combat suit, was staring down at the direction below, his fingertips resting on the machine gun button, his icy aura almost solidifying.

She had followed him all the way here and had long been itching to take action.

A mere municipal bureau chief dares to handcuff her junior colleague? He's got a death wish.

If Ye Xunhuan hadn't repeatedly gestured for her not to interfere, she would have already blasted the police station gate flat with a cannonball.

Ye Xunhuan waved his hand towards the window, mouthed "go back," and smiled with a candy dangling from his lips.

The meaning couldn't be clearer: you don't need to handle this little thing, I'm having a great time, you can go do whatever you want, I'll call you if I really can't figure it out.

Ling Jinghong stood in the cabin, watching the boy's nonchalant back, shook her head helplessly, and tapped the control panel lightly with her fingertips.

The pilot immediately understood, and the helicopter slowly climbed to a higher altitude, making a very light arc before silently disappearing into the depths of the clouds, leaving not even a sound from the rotor blades.

Despite the presence of heavily armed police throughout the building, no one noticed that a dedicated armed helicopter from the Northern Theater Command had just flown overhead.

"Stop dawdling! Get inside now!"

Seeing that he was standing still, the special police officer reached out and pushed him.

Ye Xunhuan took two steps forward without getting angry. Instead, he smiled and looked back at the SWAT officer: "Don't worry, I'm not running away."

"This is so much fun, I haven't had enough yet."

Upon entering the interrogation room, the stark white ceiling light snapped on, and the iron table and chairs exuded a cold, oppressive atmosphere, while the one-way mirror on the wall reflected a chilling light.

Wang Kui sat imposingly in the main seat, slamming the folder down on the table with a loud "bang," and stared at Ye Xunhuan with eyes as sharp as knives.

Name! Age! Place of origin!

He went through the motions, and without waiting for Ye Xunhuan's reply, he directly opened the folder and read aloud in a cold voice:

"Ye Xunhuan, you are suspected of malicious fighting, illegal possession of firearms, and intentional causing of death or injury. Dozens of people are involved, and the evidence is overwhelming. What else do you have to say?"

As he spoke, he glanced, intentionally or unintentionally, toward the one-way mirror.

Behind the mirror, Lu Mingyuan leaned back in his chair, a cigarette between his fingers, slowly smoking. His eyes were fixed on Ye Xunhuan in the interrogation room with a sinister look, and a smug smile played on his lips.

He had arrived a long time ago.

As soon as Zhou Hu surrounded the hospital, he immediately contacted Wang Kui and set up this scheme.

In Jiangcheng, anyone who dares to compete with Lu Mingyuan for what he likes, and even dares to mess with the Lu family, is simply asking for trouble.

Ye Xunhuan glanced at the mirror following Wang Kui's gaze and sneered inwardly.

One-way mirror, huh? You dare to embarrass yourself with such a simple trick?

He could feel the sinister gaze from the other side even through the mirror, and he could hear the rhythm of the other person smoking and the way they flicked the ash.

With such limited skills, you dare to play dirty tricks on him?

"Illegal possession of firearms?" Ye Xunhuan laughed. He sat down in a chair, put his legs up on the iron table, and swung them around, the handcuffs on his wrists clanging loudly.

"Director Wang, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Where's the gun? How come I didn't know I had a gun on me?"

"Hmph, still dare to argue!" Wang Kui's face darkened.

"Zhou Hu witnessed you threatening him with a gun, and there are bullet holes on the wall at the scene. You can't deny it!"

"Oh, Zhou Hu said that."

Ye Xunhuan nodded as if he suddenly understood, and chewed the lollipop in his mouth with a crisp sound.

"Then why don't you say he brought the gun himself and framed me? With his character, this isn't the first time he's shown off with a gun, is it?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Wang Kui slammed his hand on the table, making the water glass jump.

Who is Zhou Hu?

"Why would he, the young master of the prestigious Zhou family in the provincial capital, need to frame an nobody like you?"

"Oh, it's Young Master Zhou."

Ye Xunhuan drawled out his words, his face full of mockery.

"The young master of the Zhou family came to our door with a machete and steel pipe to beat us up, and he also illegally possessed a firearm. Doesn't that seem like a bigger crime than mine?"

"Why doesn't Director Wang arrest him, but instead arrests me, the victim?"

"So, the laws of Jiangcheng are made for you?"