Chapter 90: Protecting the Child
"What's going on? Why can't I move!" Scarface widened his eyes in horror, and his eyeballs seemed to be about to burst out of their sockets.
Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead like beads that had broken off the string.
He struggled desperately, twisting his body violently, his face flushed red from the effort, but no matter how hard he tried, he found that he couldn't move even a finger.
In an instant, the fear in his heart was like a surging tide, completely submerging him with overwhelming force. His breathing became rapid and heavy, as if every breath exhausted all his strength.
Yang Mian walked towards the scarred man slowly and leisurely with light steps.
She has a graceful figure, and every step she takes seems to be on invisible piano keys, light and rhythmic.
She stretched out her hand and snatched the gun from the scarred man's hand, which was as stiff as a dead branch. Her movements were graceful and calm, as if she was not snatching a dangerous weapon, but playing an insignificant game. Her every move was full of leisure and indifference.
Then she gently placed the cold muzzle of the gun against the scarred man's head.
At that moment, the scarred man's body suddenly stiffened and his pupils contracted sharply.
A dangerous arc appeared at the corner of Yang Mian's mouth, just like a cheetah lurking in the dark night, about to launch a fatal attack. She said, "You like playing with guns so much! Why don't I play with you guys? Okay?"
The voice was as gentle as the spring breeze, as if he was discussing daily matters. But to the scarred man, it sounded like a killing curse from hell, shaking his soul.
Scarface's face instantly turned as pale as paper, bloodless, and his lips trembled uncontrollably like fallen leaves drifting in the autumn wind.
He pleaded almost in tears, "Auntie, don't play with the gun, be careful of accidental discharge." At this moment, he no longer had any of his previous arrogance, and his originally arrogant look had long disappeared without a trace.
In front of Yang Mian's powerful strength, he was just a lamb to be slaughtered, his heart filled with endless fear and despair, his body twitching slightly with fear.
"You also know that playing with guns can cause accidental discharges. Why didn't you tell us about this when you pointed guns at us just now? It's too late to be afraid now." Yang Mian's voice was cold and contained a hint of sarcasm.
"Don't shoot, don't shoot." The scarred man was completely overwhelmed by fear and became incontinent. A foul smell quickly spread in the air.
"How disgusting! I won't kill you." Yang Mian frowned, his eyes full of disgust.
"Thank you, Auntie." The scarred man felt as if he had been pardoned, and there was a hint of relief in his voice for having survived a calamity.
"Don't be happy too soon. I just said I won't kill you, but I didn't say I would let you go." Yang Mian's tone suddenly changed, so cold that it made people shudder.
Yang Mian then kicked him. The kick seemed light, but it carried an irresistible force. The scarred man staggered and fell to his knees with a plop.
Yang Mian looked down at him, his eyes full of majesty and disdain, and said, "If you like pointing guns at others so much, you might as well go to jail."
At this time, a faint sound of sirens was heard in the distance, getting closer and closer.
It turned out that the police nearby heard the gunshots and rushed over quickly.
When Captain Fang arrived with a team of police officers, they saw the gun-wielding criminals standing there motionless, as if they were under a spell.
One of Captain Fang's subordinates looked puzzled and couldn't help asking, "Captain, what are these people doing? Standing here waiting for us to catch them???"
Captain Fang was also full of doubts, with a look of vigilance and thought in his eyes.
But when he saw Yang Mian and Huo Yanshen, he suddenly understood. He secretly sighed in his heart: It was Yang Mian who arrested him again.
During this period, the number of people Yang Mian helped them arrest almost caught up with the number he had arrested in the past few months, and each time he subdued the criminals without any harm. His methods were so superb that it was amazing.
"Classmate Yang Mian, what a coincidence! We meet again." Captain Fang walked up and greeted him with a friendly smile on his face.
When Yang Mian saw Captain Fang coming, he calmly put down his gun and said, "Captain Fang, you're on duty again!?"
"Yes! This area is under my jurisdiction." Captain Fang nodded, his eyes revealing competence and calmness.
"Thank you for your hard work, Captain Fang." Yang Mian responded in a clear voice with a polite smile on his face.
"Serve the people." Captain Fang looked solemn and his tone was firm and powerful. After saying this, he raised his hand and waved it vigorously, signaling to the police officers under his command. The police officers quickly took action and escorted away the subdued criminals one by one.
After dealing with this, Captain Fang turned around and looked at Huo Yanshen with a scrutinizing gaze.
His eyes were filled with professional sharpness and inquiry, as if he could see through Huo Yanshen. He then asked, "These people are obviously coming for you! What does this classmate do? Why is he often hunted down? And these people even have guns in their hands. Who are you?"
Huo Yanshen's expression was as calm as water, as if all this was just a trivial matter not worth mentioning. He responded inconspicuously: "I am a serious man. Some people want to kill me, and I can't do anything about it." His tone was as flat as if he was talking about today's weather, but at that moment, a very subtle complex emotion flashed in his eyes, like helplessness, and as if hiding many unknown pasts.
In fact, these people were indeed coming for him. He is "Shen Ye". In this complicated world, his existence has blocked too many people's path to wealth.
Moreover, he reached a high position at a young age, which naturally aroused the envy of many people, and those people attempted to kill him and replace him.
But he can sit firmly in the position of "Shen Ye" at such a young age, so how can he be an ordinary person?
Most of those who wanted to kill him were killed by him instead.
It was no wonder that when Yang Mian first met him, he felt that he was frail. After all, the image he presented in public on a daily basis made it difficult for people to associate him with the fearsome "Shen Ye" in the underworld.
It really feels good to have a woman protecting you.
Huo Yanshen doesn't have that kind of male chauvinism and feels that he cannot rely on women.
In his opinion, Yang Mian's ability was indeed superior to his. Since Yang Mian could easily solve the problem with just a flick of his finger, why should he bother to intervene?
"A decent person wouldn't know so many gangsters!" Captain Fang raised his eyebrows and said with a hint of doubt.
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