Top-tier Unruly Master

Beneath the muzzle of the gun, Ding Fan remained calm and composed, as if the person at gunpoint was not him at all. "You are more than welcome to try shooting..."

The potbellied man saw Ding Fan like this and couldn't help but get a bit angry. "Kid, you are obstructing official duties. Do you really think I wouldn't dare to shoot?"

"Put down the gun in your hand!"

Just at that moment, several men in suits squeezed into the crowd. Among these men, the leader was a tall man in his thirties.

The potbellied man glanced at the tall man and his brow furrowed slightly.

This tall man was dressed very meticulously, in a limited-edition Armani suit imported from abroad, which the potbellied man had once seen in a fashion magazine. The fact that this man could afford such luxurious attire meant that the newcomers surely had a significant background.

The man with his subordinates advanced towards Ding Fan. After a glance at Ding Fan, the tall man then turned and addressed Liu Qingwei respectfully.

"Miss, I hope you haven't been frightened."

Liu Qingwei shook her head slightly.

However, at that moment, the tall man noticed the handcuffs on Liu Qingwei's wrists, and his expression turned particularly ugly.

"Why have you handcuffed my miss... Hurry and unlock them for her!"

The potbellied man was taken aback by this.

The newcomers, judging by their attire, were evidently not to be trifled with, yet they were addressing Liu Qingwei as 'Miss'...

From the behavior of the tall man, it was clear that their respect for Liu Qingwei wasn't feigned. Could it be that these people all had powerful backgrounds?!

"Miss? Fuck! She's handcuffed because she's suspected of something, do you think we would release her just because you told us to? Who do you think you are?" Lin Yuanjie walked over from the side at this time.

When he saw Lin Yuanjie approaching, the potbellied man seized the moment. In Jiangnan City, the most formidable was Jiangnan's Lin Family; in this place, the Lin Family was akin to royalty.

With Lin Yuanjie stepping forward, the potbellied man made up his mind to wholeheartedly support Lin Yuanjie's posturing from now on.

"The rest of you had better not interfere with official duties, or else I will arrest you too," said the potbellied man.

The tall man frowned. "You really are quite audacious. Do you know who we are? How dare you talk to us like this? Do you think you've worn your police uniform long enough?"

Upon hearing this, the potbellied man couldn't help but laugh.

"There sure are a lot of people wanting to strip me of my police uniform today, he wants to strip it..." The potbellied man pointed at Ding Fan, then pointed at the tall man's nose, "and you want to strip it too. I'd really like to see who among you can strip off my uniform!"

Lin Yuanjie spoke up. "As a good citizen, don't worry, I will vouch for you on this matter. It was these people obstructing official duties, so do as you must. If there's any trouble, I've got your back!"

After hearing Lin Yuanjie's words, the potbellied man's eyes suddenly sparkled. Lin Yuanjie's words clearly suggested that he was willing to support him.

"All of you, put your hands on your heads. Don't think the weapon in my hand is for starting fires..." the potbellied man shouted arrogantly.

"Looking for death!" The tall newcomer said coldly, gesturing to his subordinates behind him.

In a moment, the men the tall figure had brought with him quickly rushed forward.

Before the potbellied man could even comprehend what was happening, his handgun had already been taken by the tall man's men.

Bang, bang, bang...

The charging bodyguards, with a few punches and kicks, swiftly dealt with all the police officers present.

Ding Fan watched from the side with clarity—the bodyguards who had charged forward all had a solid foundation in fistfighting. These people might not be from families of martial skills, but at the very least, they would have served in the military.

With these people being so formidable, how could the police officers possibly be a match for them?

The potbellied man was kicked and flipped onto the ground by one of the bodyguards. It took him quite a bit of effort to struggle up from the ground.

"You dare to assault the police; I'm not going to stop until you're crying for your mothers!"

After saying this, he pressed a small red button on his chest. The button was used by police officers on duty when they faced uncontrollable situations, calling for nearby officers upon activation.

At that time, the tall man paid no attention to the potbellied man; he found the keys for the handcuffs from one of the policemen lying on the ground and promptly unlocked Liu Qingwei's handcuffs.

It wasn't long before a piercing siren could be heard not too far away.

Upon hearing the sound of the siren, the potbellied man's mouth curled into a smirk. He turned to Ding Fan. "Our main force has arrived; I really want to see how you're going to escape. How you are going to strip off my uniform."

"Assaulting an officer, that's no small charge. Seems like getting a five or six year sentence is quite possible," Lin Yuanjie commented from the side.

The tall man, of course, heard everything that Lin Yuanjie and the potbellied officer were saying. However, he wasn't the least bit nervous, as if the current situation had nothing to do with him.

Ding Fan was at this moment watching the tall man.

Others might not understand the situation of this man, but Ding Fan was quite aware of it.

This man was a descendant of Ancient Martial Arts. Moreover, his cultivation was not weak, he seemed to be around Earth Level First Grade.

He was no more than thirty years old, yet his cultivation had already reached Earth Level. It could be said that this man was definitely a standout talent.

Before long, the sound of rushing footsteps surrounded them, and soon, Ding Fan, Ruoran, Liu Qingwei, along with the bodyguards brought by the man, were tightly encircled by the arriving police officers.

A multitude of gun muzzles were soon pointing at Ding Fan and his group.

"You'd better surrender quietly now, thinking you can take down so many police officers all at once is a bit unrealistic,"

At this point, Lin Yuanjie actually said with schadenfreude.

The police surrounding Ding Fan and the others numbered over twenty, and in Lin Yuanjie's view, they could drown Ding Fan with just spit from each of them.

"Who's in charge here among you officers? I want to see your leader," said the tall man, still calm despite being surrounded by the police.

"Who do you think you are? You think you can just meet our boss whenever you wish? I'm in charge here..." Before the potbellied man could finish, he waved his hand at the surrounding officers and ordered.

"Arrest these people. If they resist, you are authorized to shoot!"

Authorized to shoot?!

The expression on the tall man's face turned solemn. Before, he hadn't taken these police officers seriously at all, for one, he was from the Xi Jing Changtian Group, and besides, even if he wasn't very effective, Liu Qingwei was the only daughter of the Changtian Group's boss, and no one would dare to trouble them.

But what the tall man hadn't expected was that all these officers were actually listening to the potbellied man.

King Yama is easy to deal with, but little devils are troublesome.

If they were taken away by these officers now, there would be no end to the humiliation. Although the tall man had Martial Skills, being targeted by so many guns at such a close distance, even if he was more capable, it would not do.

The tall man looked at Liu Qingwei beside him. It didn't matter much if he was humiliated, but if Miss Liu Qingwei were to suffer, the boss would surely flay his skin when they got back.

As the tall man was pondering what to do, the surrounding police had already begun to move in on them.

"Protect the young lady!" the tall man said sternly to his accompanying bodyguards.

The bodyguards responded and quickly circled around Liu Qingwei, guarding her tightly.

The tall man was ready for a hard fight.

At all costs, he couldn't let the young lady be wronged...

"Wait..." It was then that Ding Fan spoke from the side.

"Kid, you scared now? I'm telling you it's too late, no one can save you today. Just for assaulting an officer, once you go in today, forget about getting out," Lin Yuanjie taunted Ding Fan. "Those who offend me, Lin Yuanjie, only have one fate, and that's death!"

Ding Fan didn't waste words with the tall man and casually pulled out an identification booklet, tossing it over.

The booklet arced through the air and landed firmly in the hands of the potbellied man.

"What's this?" The potbellied man was puzzled as he opened the identification Ding Fan had thrown at him.

Lin Yuanjie was taken aback too, not understanding the usefulness of the small red booklet Ding Fan had thrown. Lin Yuanjie glanced at the potbellied man.

At this time, the expression of the potbellied man turned to one of utter shock. "How... how is this possible..."

"What's going on?" Lin Yuanjie asked, walking over to the potbellied man, increasingly anxious.

The potbellied man showed Lin Yuanjie Ding Fan's identification. "He... he's actually from Group 3567..."

"Group 3567?" Lin Yuanjie had no idea about Group 3567. "What does Group 3567 do?"

The potbellied man glanced at Lin Yuanjie and then. But he said nothing.

The potbellied man's mind was racing.

Group 3567 were the Imperial Guards of the royal presence, the potbellied man had heard of them during his military service, and those people were incredibly influential. They were definitely not someone he, the potbellied man, could afford to provoke.

Just then, amidst the crowd, there came another burst of noise, and the officers ringed along the outer edge stepped aside to make way for a man in his fifties walking in.

Seeing the man coming in from the outside, the potbellied man's eyes lit up with recognition. "Chief!"