Gao Wu: My setting is above yours.

Chapter 26 Take them all

"stop!"

Xia Ming roared, "Fleeing from justice is an even greater crime!"

Lin Feng ignored him and accelerated even further.

Xia Ming turned to Xiao Chi: "Captain Xiao, fire."

Xiao Chi acted immediately, pressing the safety with his right thumb and raising his gun to aim.

However, at that moment, Lin Feng stomped his foot hard on the ground.

The floorboards cracked open, and several pieces of gravel bounced out of the cracks.

He bent over, rolled, and his entire body suddenly changed speed and direction in mid-air.

boom!

A shot rang out.

The bullet hit the open ground behind him, sending up a spray of broken bricks.

As expected, he dodged it.

Just as Xiao Chi was about to fire a second shot, Lin Feng picked up the rubble from the ground, his true energy surging from his dantian and quickly gathering at his fingertips.

Then he threw it out suddenly.

Under Xia Ming's True Sight, Lin Feng's method of using his luck was crystal clear.

Although her methods differ from Li Siyun's, they are essentially the same thing.

A large amount of true energy gathered at the fingertips in a very short time, and through the fine adjustments of the fingertips, it added a strong rotation and initial speed to the pebble.

It is also a secret technique for generating power from concealed weapons.

call out.

The pebble came hurtling through the air.

Xia Ming's mental power had already captured its trajectory.

With the dual lock of True Sight and mental power, the stone's speed was slowed down several times, and its path was as clear as a line drawn on paper.

He even noticed that Lin Feng's shot wasn't aimed at Xiao Chi, but at the gun barrel.

Xia Ming did not intervene.

From initially making Xiao Chi draw his gun to now forcing Lin Feng to take action, everything was within his expectations.

clang!

The pebble hit the gun barrel squarely.

Xiao Chi's hand jerked, and the pistol flew out of his hand, hitting the ground and sliding a long distance.

He glanced down at the gun barrel, where a dent, as deep as his little finger, had been smashed into it.

Xiao Chi was shocked and turned to look at Xia Ming.

"This...this is a master of concealed weapons."

Xia Ming asked, "Did the body camera record everything just now?"

Xiao Chi pointed to the side of his helmet, where a black lens the size of a button was embedded: "It's all recorded."

"it is good."

Xia Ming said no more, pushed off with his feet, and chased after the backstage area.

Lin Feng had already rushed to the end of the backstage corridor.

As Xia Ming passed by the patch of ground that Zhou Hu had just cracked, he bent down, picked up a few pieces of gravel, and tossed them in his hand.

"You like using pebbles?"

He held the five pebbles between his fingers and looked at Lin Feng's back.

"Then let's have a friendly spar. Let's decide who's better, and who lives or dies."

As soon as he finished speaking, all five pieces of gravel flew out of his hand at the same time.

They all headed straight for Lin Feng.

The sharp, piercing sound of five pebbles whistling through the air made Lin Feng turn around abruptly.

His reaction was extremely fast.

As he turned his head, his body was already dodging and weaving, swaying left and right, his footwork changing so fast it was dizzying.

It must be said that this person's agility is truly remarkable; while dodging, he was able to maintain his overall speed by not slowing down much.

If it were someone else, he might have gotten away.

But the person pursuing him was Xia Ming.

Twenty meters.

This distance is the range within which he can control his telekinesis most freely.

Even if forcibly pulling the stone back in mid-air reduces some of the impact, his telekinetic power can still give the stone enough destructive force.

The mental energy had already been attached to the five pebbles.

The five pebbles seemed to come alive in the air, no longer lifeless objects that went straight ahead, but like tracking missiles that relentlessly pursued Lin Feng's figure.

Bang bang bang bang bang.

All five shots hit their mark.

Legs, feet, abdomen.

Lin Feng screamed and fell forward.

His limbs ached, and he couldn't support his body. The blow to his abdomen shattered his inner energy, leaving him completely powerless for a moment.

He lay on the ground, his fingers digging into the cracks between the tiles, trying to crawl but unable to.

Xia Ming sped up and rushed forward.

After all, he was a Yellow-rank martial artist, and he was worried about entrusting him to Xiao Chi, fearing that something unexpected might happen.

He came to Lin Feng's side and pointed with one finger.

The fingertips, imbued with the power of Yin, were pressed onto the acupoints on the back of Lin Feng's neck.

The cold air seeped into his meridians, almost freezing the circulation of his internal energy.

Xia Ming originally intended to destroy his dantian directly.

But then I thought, if Lin Feng's dantian is destroyed, he'll be completely useless, and the subsequent interrogation will be more troublesome.

Take him back first; the criminal investigation team has plenty of ways to get him to talk.

Xiao Chi arrived, still catching his breath, and tried to pull out the handcuffs, only to find he was out of them. So he shouted:

"Lin Feng, you are suspected of organizing illegal fighting events, participating in gambling, and..." He paused, "We have reason to suspect you are involved in another murder case. You are hereby arrested."

Lin Feng was pinned to the ground, his face pressed against the cold floor tiles, unable to utter a single word.

……

Half an hour later.

Zuixiao Tower, top floor.

A middle-aged man dressed in a Taoist robe stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, holding a copper pipe in his hand, with smoke slowly escaping from the corner of his mouth.

He stared down below, where the red and blue lights from the police cars' rooftops swirled and shone on the glass exterior walls, casting a play of light and shadow on his face.

A woman was standing next to him.

He was dressed in a black leather jacket, had short hair, wore shorts and leather boots, and had a long knife at his waist.

The middle-aged man took a drag of his cigarette and slowly spoke: "Ding Fu."

"Yes, Boss."

The woman's voice was crisp and clear.

"Have you received any news about a surprise inspection today?"

"Reporting to the boss, our informant in the police force hasn't sent any news today."

The middle-aged man removed his pipe from his mouth, his voice suddenly turning cold: "Useless. You've been living in peace for too long. The police are about to conduct a surprise inspection, and you haven't even noticed a whisper."

Ding Fu stood ramrod straight: "Boss, as far as I know, this operation seems to have been organized on a temporary basis."

"temporary?"

"Yes. According to our people, they saw Xiao Chi on patrol today, but he only brought four people and one vehicle. They assumed it was a routine patrol and didn't report it."

These four people didn't hold any mobilization meeting; it was as if they came to check it out on a whim.

The middle-aged man snorted: "You find a way to pass on the message. From now on, any actions taken by officers at the captain level or above must be reported to me."

"Yes."

The middle-aged man stretched out his pipe and pointed it towards the bottom of the glass window.

Next to the police car, Xia Ming was escorting Lin Feng into the vehicle.

"That person's strength should not be underestimated."

Ding Fu followed his gaze and said, "Based on my observation, they should be a Xuan-level martial artist. People at the scene reported that they used ice-attribute techniques and are skilled in throwing knives."

Are you sure you can do it?

"Don't worry, Boss."

Ding Fu's tone remained unchanged. "To deal with someone who excels at sneak attacks, I won't let him have any preparation to draw his knife."

The middle-aged man nodded, his expression softening slightly: "That's good. With you at Zuixiaolou, I feel much more at ease."

He paced back and forth a couple of times, then said, "But now is not the time to make a move against him. This man should be a top expert sent down from the province. I guess there's been a major case these past few days, and the higher-ups are getting impatient. Once this case is closed, he'll go back home."

"Oh, and remember to take remedial measures. We can't let our guests be frightened by today's commotion. Make the necessary arrangements and provide compensation where appropriate. You know what to do, right?"

"Understood, Boss."

After agreeing, Ding Fu thought for a moment and then asked, "What if this person stays in Yunjin City for a long time?"

The middle-aged man placed his pipe upside down on the coffee table and poured out the burnt ash.

The grayish-white cigarette ash piled up in a clump, releasing the last wisp of smoke.

He looked up, his voice very soft.

"Then make him disappear."

"Yes."

Ding Fu turned and walked out.