Chapter 38 Does anyone else want to die?
"Right! Stop bossing us around. We won't accept it!"
"As a police officer, why didn't you provide disaster relief? Why didn't you do anything when Zhao bullied us?"
"Now you've finally shown up. What's going on? Do you want to help the Zhao guy and continue to oppress us and bully us?"
"He's definitely in cahoots with Zhao. He's a black cop, a bully, not a good guy! Beat him up!"
"Beat him to death!"
One person shouted, a group of people shouted, and then many people shouted.
The angry and excited people shouted, waved their fists and sticks, surrounded Ye Qi and his men, and started beating them.
"What are you doing? Stop hitting people!"
"Don't use force. Let's talk it over nicely. Listen..."
Several investigators were caught in a dilemma.
Ye Qi shouted angrily: "Fight back! Fight back! The mission is not completed yet, do you want to die here?!"
He took the initiative.
And not with bare hands.
He snatched the stick from one of his attackers and knocked him to the ground with a backhand blow. He swung the stick left and right several times, steady and accurate, knocking down several people in the blink of an eye.
But more people rushed over.
The residents, already furious, were almost crazy, like dry fuses that could be ignited by any spark.
The days of oppression by the hotel management headed by Mr. Zhao have accumulated too much anger in their hearts. Everyone is like a full barrel of explosives, ready to explode at any time.
The strong wind howled for many days, bringing fear, despair, disillusionment... too many heavy emotions suppressed in people's hearts.
Until today, the temporary stop of the wind did not ease the mood, but instead became a breach in the dam.
Mr. Zhao's actions of setting up a monitoring team and injuring people this morning finally triggered everything.
At this point, no one knew who started it.
In short, people gathered together, fighting, shouting, and venting.
When they heard Mr. Zhao was in a meeting at the restaurant, they rushed over and beat him. Seeing security guards everywhere, they rushed over and attacked them. They killed others, and some of their own people were also killed. But at this point, who cared about others or their own people? They just kept beating, shouting, and rushing, like a raging wildfire, burning everything.
Ye Qi and others who stood up to maintain order at this time were simply sitting ducks.
If we don’t beat them, who should we beat?
Several people were quickly submerged in the crowd.
"Captain, you're still injured. We'll cover your rear, so hurry up..."
"Stop talking nonsense! Fight back fiercely, don't hesitate! If anyone dies, I'll take responsibility! None of you can die!"
Ye Qi growled, swung his stick, and led his men to charge left and right.
Counterattack!
Counterattack!
beat!
Keep hitting!
The scene was not only chaotic, it was also extremely bloody.
People like Ye Qi all have a foundation in fighting, and it’s not weak.
Although there were many people beating them up, gradually more and more people were knocked down by them, and a large area of people were lying on the ground in a mess.
One person lay down, two people lay down, and more and more people lay down. Some were in so much pain that they couldn't get up, some were unconscious...
As fewer and fewer people rushed forward, the battle slowly ended.
Ye Qi and a few others were covered in blood, staggering among the pile of fallen people. They were gasping for breath, sweating profusely, and their faces were ferocious with the look of a desperate fight.
They are investigators of security systems.
They are not members of the military or police, but they also shoulder the responsibility of defending the country.
In peaceful days, we fought against spies and criminals hidden in all walks of life to protect ordinary people. We never thought that one day we would stand on the opposite side of ordinary people, fighting for life and death, and whoever was weaker would die.
"Captain, this..." An investigator, his face covered in blood, looked at the people lying on the ground with fear in his eyes, "It seems someone is dead..."
Ye Qi had new and old wounds on his body, and he gritted his teeth in pain.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his dark eyes lit up with a deep light.
"If you're dead, you're dead. Does anyone else want to die?"
He raised his voice and looked around at those who were still lying down.
There were about sixty or seventy people besieging the area, and almost half of them were lying down. The rest were standing on the periphery in fear. They had stopped and were retreating step by step under Ye Qi's gaze.
No one had the courage to rush forward anymore.
They beat up Mr. Zhao, and also the security guards and employees in various parts of the hotel. They were invincible and became more and more excited, but finally encountered setbacks here.
The head that was overwhelmed by passion was poured with cold water and calmed down a little.
"You, you, and you, you're not going to fight anymore? Weren't you shouting loudly just now?"
Ye Qi looked at several people.
Those people were trembling and didn't dare to raise their heads.
Woo!
Suddenly there was a scream outside.
The all-too-familiar, heart-pounding sound of the wind had been blowing for seven days straight.
Even through the thick explosion-proof glass windows, the sound was still clear and intimidating.
Everyone turned around in horror and looked outside.
The sky, which had been clear not long ago, suddenly became dark. Sand and rocks flew everywhere, and the wind blew violently.
"It's blowing again... The storm hasn't passed yet..." People were desperate.
Bang!
There was a loud bang.
Everyone turned around and saw Ye Qi's serious and sharp face.
He smashed the stick in his hand on a table, and the table fell apart with a bang.
The crowd was terrified.
It was as if I were the broken table.
"The disaster hasn't passed yet, no one is allowed to make trouble!"
"This building didn't collapse. Everyone here is lucky enough to be blessed."
"Lucky luck, I can't let you squander it like this."
"Whoever dares to stir up trouble again, shouting for violence and killing, no matter what the reason, I will throw him out and let him get some fresh air."
"From now on, I have the final say here!"
"Let's get acquainted again."
"My last name is Ye. I'm a black cop, a bully, not a good person. I'm going to stand over you and bully you."
Ye Qi's words were clear and powerful, and each word struck people's hearts hard.
Throwing away the stick, he pulled out his gun.
The crowd was shocked.
Ye Qi tilted his head and called out to his team members: "Brothers, show them your real weapons."
The team members took out their guns.
Their group is a confidential serious crime team with a high level, and guns are standard equipment.
At this time, all of them were revealed, which was really scary.
Investigator Xiaozhou was the smartest one. He immediately understood the captain's thoughts and picked up a decorative vase in the corner and slammed it against the wall.
The sound of the white porcelain vase breaking startled everyone.
Xiao Zhou sneered, "When we were talking, you guys didn't appreciate it. If anyone dares to cause trouble again, we won't have to resort to violence. It's more convenient to just use guns. See? The outside world is ruined. From now on, whoever is stronger has the final say. If you don't accept it, just come and find me to die!"
What happened next was a natural progression.
Ye Qi and his team replaced Mr. Zhao and became the new managers of the thousands of guests at the Tsui Wah Hotel.
The number of people was recounted, housing was allocated, a new security team was recruited and established, and all water supplies in the hotel were taken over and unified arrangements were made.
From this day on, hotel accommodation and meals are no longer charged, and are provided on demand and per person at regular times.
No one raised any objections, everyone obeyed.
So on the eighth day of the storm, when most other places were still in chaos, there began to be a little order at the Tsui Wah Hotel.
Ye Qi, the creator of order, did not feel any joy.
He looked at the message he had just received on his phone and fell into deep thought.
Message: Qiao Lan is at the Golden Childhood Kindergarten on Jixiang West Road. There's a shelter there. I'm safe here, don't worry.
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