Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

The thugs who were knocked down hard all had fractures of varying degrees. They dared not come again and crawled out of the battlefield in shame.

The people who came later were not much better off. They were hit hard in the abdomen, neck and face by Feng Qingyu. Even saliva splashed out, and they fell heavily to the ground.

The fight was full of fistfights, and my hands might feel a little numb, but the upside was that it was very exciting.

She hadn't used the knife yet, she just picked up the iron rod that had fallen nearby. There were less than ten people left on the field, and she could call it a day as long as she dealt with them.

"Come on, don't waste time."

Those people were very hesitant. So many brothers had been knocked down, and they would just be cannon fodder if they went up. One hundred thousand yuan was very tempting, and the cost of going to the hospital for a broken bone was also not small.

While the thugs were wavering, Feng Qingyu went straight up and knocked them down with his fists and kicks.

They are so useless, she thought.

The beaten hooligans got up and stumbled away, all with bruises on their faces. Feng Qingyu only had some minor skin injuries, with a few swollen spots from being hit by the sticks, but it did not affect her normal movements.

“Call it over and call it a day.”

She didn't notice that One-Eye was hiding behind a car and secretly aiming his gun.

"Go to hell! Fall to the ground!"

14 Impulse

"It's not a good habit to attack someone from behind."

Kal'tsit suddenly appeared behind the One-Eye Man and solved the problem by shooting a shot of anesthetic from a medical gun.

"He's so big, but he can't even beat a woman. He's really lame."

Feng Qingyu stood next to the electric pole, threw away the iron rod in his hand, wiped the blood off his body, and took out the lighter from his pocket.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in my right shoulder and some blood splattered onto the lighter.

"Sneak attack?"

This shouldn't be the case. One-Eye and his subordinates should have been dealt with. Could there be someone else hiding nearby?

She endured the severe pain and looked around, and found that a team of Longmen police had surrounded the area, and it was one of the policemen who fired the shot.

This group of people appeared immediately after the fight ended, as if it was planned in advance.

"Which idiot is leading the team?"

Feng Qingyu dodged while cursing, but it was too late. Several intersections were surrounded by police, and those people had weapons in their hands.

If it wasn't designed, the police wouldn't have arrived so quickly.

This style of behavior, if I'm not mistaken, should be...

A female police officer of the Vaifan tribe walked out from among the police officers. She was wearing a navy blue uniform, a short skirt, long boots, short black hair, and purple eyes. The expression on her face was particularly annoying.

"Feng Qingyu, it's you again. Why do you always set up formations in the area under my jurisdiction? In your eyes, only Chen Sir, Xing Xiong and Missy are the superiors, and I am not, is that right?"

Feng Qingyu would feel very annoyed when dealing with this person. She felt that she was Liu Xing, and the police officer opposite was Liang Feifan, who deserved to be beaten and scolded.

yysy, her character is on par with Liang Feifan. At least Liang Feifan came to his senses in the end. This person's conscience was eaten by a dog. There is no such thing as turning over a new leaf.

Feng Qingyu had been to the police station many times, and his identity card as a gangster had many criminal records. He was not afraid of going back. Queen Mother Kai had great connections and would never watch her agents suffer in there.

Come to think of it, it was Kal'tsit who pulled her out of prison.

Kal'tsit yyds.

Feng Qingyu pointed at Leng Sir's nose and cursed: "You are the one who shot me, right? What's the matter? Are you afraid of being criticized by Chen Sir and dare not shoot me in the head? I am not afraid of you. Zhuchi Prison is like my home. Everyone in there is talented and speaks well. They are much better than a hypocritical beast like you."

"you……"

Sir Leng raised the baton in his hand, wanting to hit Feng Qingyu's forehead like Liang Feifan beat Liu Xing.

This guy's fighting skills were okay, but not as good as Feng Qingyu, who could beat her even with one hand injured. In her eyes, this guy was as bad as the little thug just now, with no technical skills.

She stepped on the end of the iron rod, causing it to bounce off the ground, and then she aimed at Sir Leng's knee and hit him hard.

"Boom-"

Sir Leng immediately knelt on the ground, covering his knees, and was unable to stand up.

"Wow, Sir Leng, you don't have to be so polite. How can a low-class gangster like me bear this?"

Having said that, Feng Qingyu was very happy. She had long been annoyed with this bastard woman, who had been bullying her way through the O-Ji, and her subordinates were full of complaints. Now that she was being punished, her subordinates were still hiding beside her and laughing.

If her superiors had not felt that she was willing to risk her life and was still of some use, and that she was good at figuring out her superiors' minds and liked to flatter and fawn on them, she would have been kicked out of the Guard Bureau long ago.

"Feng Qingyu, you... you actually dared to attack a police officer? You want to go to jail? As the Senior Inspector of Dong Qilong, I warn you that everything you do now will be remembered by me and will be used as evidence in court. Just wait for your imprisonment!"

Senior Inspector, who isn’t a Senior Inspector?

If we have to compare status, Feng Qingyu's current position is regional chief inspector, which is one more flower on his shoulder than senior inspector.

The identity of Chief Inspector has been recognized by Wei Yanwu, who said that when Feng Qingyu stops being an undercover agent, he can apply to resume his identity as a formal police officer and go to Dongqillong to serve as Chief Inspector.

Working in the Imperial Guard Bureau may seem glamorous, but there are many things to deal with, such as power struggles, standing in line, and intrigues among colleagues...

After much thought, I decided to go undercover and play the role of a gangster, so I don't have to work from nine to five every day.

Feng Qingyu also took away Leng Sir's gun, and Feng Qingyu pointed the gun at her head. Being threatened by the cold muzzle of the gun, no one dared to jump.

"Tell your liangzai (a derogatory term for young people) to stand back, or I will really shoot you in the head? I am a gangster, and I can do anything if you push me into a corner."

"Feng Qingyu... let's talk it over. Just put down your gun..." Sir Leng's voice trembled a little.

A group of police officers didn't know what to do, and stood there in a daze, worried that their rash actions would lead to the death of their superiors. Everyone knew that Feng Qingyu was not an ordinary gangster.

Kal'tsit walked up to her, wondering how to clean up the mess.

The sudden appearance of the police team was indeed strange. The officer kneeling on the ground had a bad reputation and had always been at odds with Feng Qingyu, with whom he had constant conflicts.

Kal'tsit also witnessed Feng Qingyu being shot and knew that she was angry.

The conflict between the Rhodes Island operators and the Lungmen police officers could easily become a breakthrough for others to attack Rhodes Island. As the manager of Rhodes Island, she should eliminate all unstable factors that threaten Rhodes Island.

If it was Sir Chen, Xingxiong or Shi Huaiya who came, it might be much simpler.

Unfortunately, East Seven Dragons is not under their jurisdiction, and if they want to handle affairs here, they need to obtain Wei Yanwu's permission.

"Will you cause too much trouble by doing this? Assaulting a police officer is a serious crime. I think it will take a lot of effort to get you out of jail."

Feng Qingyu didn't listen to a word of Kal'tsit's advice. For a moment, she wanted to pull the trigger.

The shot just now almost killed me. If I hadn't turned my head, I would be lying on the ground like a corpse.

"Doctor Kal'tsit, you don't understand. This woman used to cause trouble all the time. She often brought her men to my teahouse to cause trouble. She shot and killed several of my brothers and sisters. They all have elderly parents and children at home. They lost the pillars of their families and now rely on welfare to make a living. She made things difficult for me and caused trouble for me everywhere. I wish I could shoot her to death!"

Her finger was already on the trigger. Although she used her left hand, Feng Qingyu's hit rate when aiming and shooting with her left hand was over 90%, only slightly worse than her right hand. As long as she wanted to shoot, Sir Leng would not survive.

She is very impulsive now.

The bullet in the shoulder was the straw that broke the camel's back.

Fifteen Not Interested

(Someone complained earlier that I didn’t respect the setting. I discussed it with the readers and decided to change the word “gun” to “gun” in the future. I’m sorry for misreading the setting.)

"There's something you definitely don't want to hear, but I have to say it now."

Kal'tsit put her hand over the muzzle of the gun to prevent the bullet from leaving the gun.

She was not distressed about the price of these bullets, but was worried that Feng Qingyu would make a mistake impulsively. Once he fired the gun and shot Sir Leng to death, it would constitute murder, and it would be difficult for Rhodes Island to get him out unless they broke into the prison or helped him escape.

Recently, Rhode Island plans to go to the mobile prison in Columbia to rescue a poor rich boy.

Prison breakouts should be left to experienced people. The current candidate is Saria, and other candidates are still being discussed. Rhodes Island is an expert in this area, but Kal'tsit doesn't want to make a big noise all the time, so she keeps a low profile.

"Evildoers will be judged by the law. Even if they don't get punished immediately, if they do too many bad things, they will eventually be crushed by the accumulated sins. I once witnessed a sinful Ursus nobleman from birth to demise, which took more than 30 years. So, everything is just a matter of time."

Feng Qingyu barely resisted the urge to pull the trigger. What Kal'tsit said made sense. It would be no good to cause himself too much trouble.

If you beat an inspector to death, you will be sentenced to several years or even dozens of years in prison. When you come out, you will be old. It is not worth it to do this for such a scumbag.

"Well, I can choose not to kill her, but I have to teach her a lesson, otherwise it will be a waste of bullets."

Sir Leng was very scared, but his men didn't dare to rescue her. Kal'tsit's mon3tr was right next to them, and those people were scared to death.

They had seen the scene where mon3tr swept away dozens of thugs just now. If you want to die, just go and provoke him.

There are few normal people among the gangster Feng Qingyu. They are all weird guys, and she herself is not a normal citizen of Longmen.

In front of a bunch of policemen, Feng Qingyu knocked their leader unconscious with a shot from the barrel of a gun. The heavy gun hit the back of the neck, but the man was not killed, but fainted for a while, and his neck hurt when he woke up.

After knocking the man unconscious, Feng Qingyu tied up Leng Sir according to the patterns on the tortoise shell on his back and threw him to her subordinates.

"Take your boss away and don't bother me anymore. If you dare to take another step forward, you will end up like her."

With mon3tr on the scene, Feng Qingyu and Kal'tsit retreated smoothly. There was a bullet in her shoulder, and Kal'tsit was ready to perform surgery to remove it immediately. Longmen University Medical School had relevant medical tools, not far from here, and the best way was to go back and borrow them.

The hospital might not be willing to accept patients infected with oripathy, and Kal'tsit also thought it was troublesome. She was a professional doctor and knew how to perform surgery better than the young people in the hospital.

"Now I'll drive. You stay here and follow me to the university laboratory. The equipment there is very complete, second only to the best hospital in Longmen. I have a good relationship with the dean of the medical school, and he will be willing to let me borrow it. His students need a course to observe surgery, and you can be used as experimental equipment."

"Experimental equipment, what a cruel term. As your first woman in all these years, shouldn't I be given a more pleasant term?"

"Excuse me, I have to turn the corner first, please don't affect my driving."

Kelsey pretended not to hear that. She heard it, but didn't take it to heart.

There was also a high school student on the bus. She didn't want to leave a bad impression on the high school girl, nor did she want her to be exposed to the way humans were born too early. Appropriate knowledge popularization was necessary, but there was no need to try it at an inappropriate age.

Feng Qingyu, the elder sister, did not set a good example, so Kal'tsit could only use silence to remind her. The former's dissatisfaction was accumulating, and the latter's irritability was also rising sharply. If the problems between them were not solved one day, the conflicts would accumulate and ferment until they were out of control.

"Tsk, you hypocrite. I'll dig the bullet out myself with a knife. Don't bother with that."

"Don't do that. Your knife has not been sterilized and carries a lot of bacteria. If you don't handle it properly, your entire arm will be infected. At that time, you will have to remove your entire right arm. Losing your right hand will cause a lot of trouble in your life. Please consider it carefully. I am a professional doctor. If you don't obey my arrangement, I will force you to accept it. In addition, Hei Yu, you are already a mature adult. Don't always be trapped by emotional matters. You must look at the long-term."

Kal'tsit felt like someone was being coquettish with her, saying only angry words. Children are just children, so she couldn't stand younger men. Being in a relationship with someone younger than her was like raising a child, and she needed to worry about him.

After walking alone for so many years, Kal'tsit no longer felt that she needed a lover to walk side by side with her. She only needed companions, like everyone in Rhodes Island.

Knowing that Feng Qingyu had that kind of thought, she continued to play dumb for the reasons listed above.

After the work at the university was finished, I received some funds and equipment from my student Nikolayevich, as well as drugs to sponsor Rhodes Island. Next, I had to start the rescue work in the Colombian prison.

She is very busy, how can she have time for love?

Feng Qingyu was too lazy to care about the relationship between superiors and subordinates now. He spoke freely, relying on the fact that Kal'tsit would not expel him from Rhodes Island.

"You are such a conservative, boring old woman. Who would be interested in you? Can you please stop being so narcissistic? There are many girls in Rhodes Island who are more approachable than you."

"It's up to you. I won't interfere if it doesn't affect work."

"..."

The two of them were talking back and forth, and their speech pattern was very much like flirting, which is what lovers who are in conflict do.

"Excuse me, what is the relationship between you two? Why do I feel like you are all being tsundere?"

Feng Qingyun, the younger sister who had been silent all this time, couldn't help it anymore.

She was very familiar with the formula of this idol drama: a cold female boss and a younger female employee were common configurations. Her own sister and Dr. Kal'tsit had some similarities.

Feng Qingyu was angry and answered before Kal'tsit, "It's just an ordinary boss-subordinate relationship. Could it be a lover? Your sister is not interested in old women..."

"Hei Yu, I hope you remember what I'm saying now. I'm not interested in you either, and the disinterest is mutual."

Kal'tsit was not to be outdone.

From then on, they didn't say a word until the surgery was about to begin.

The air in the laboratory was very clean, comparable to that in a hospital, and could be used as an operating room. So, a group of medical students stood by and watched Kal'tsit perform surgery on Feng Qingyu to remove the bullet and suture the wound.

The operation was not difficult and the bullet did not hit any vital parts, so it was relatively easy to complete. The main task was to learn Kal'tsit's surgical and suturing techniques.

"Now I'm going to give you an injection of painkillers and sedatives to relax your body."

The cold voice came and went, and I felt a sharp pain in my arm. The surgery was performed under local anesthesia, and the patient was conscious throughout the whole process.

Kal'tsit was so close that he could see the shoulders and collarbones clearly.

This operation was torture. Someone was so close, yet so far away.

Sixteen