365: Chapter 365 Shooting on the Street

Captain Xia Bing followed Qin Chuan's instructions obediently and immediately found a spot on the side of the road to park.

Seeing this, Wei Xinglong and the others also got out of the car.

Someone started to walk over, but Wei Xinglong quickly stopped them, "We don't need to get too close; keeping a distance of twenty or thirty meters is fine."

Hearing this, the other two police officers revealed an "I understand" expression, and their gazes even lingered on Qin Chuan and Captain Xia Bing nearby.

No wonder they were asked to wear plain clothes; could it be that he was worried about disturbing Secretary Qin and Captain Xia Bing? Yes, that must be it.

Wei Xinglong was speechless. "What the hell do you know? Secretary Qin has a family; it's impossible for anything to happen with Captain Xia."

But this kind of thing was hard to explain, so he simply said nothing and followed from a distance of twenty or thirty meters with his two subordinates.

After strolling for a while, Qin Chuan checked the time. It was almost time; the assassins from the Black Dragon Society should be appearing soon.

Without changing his expression, he took a few steel balls from his pocket. They were the size of a finger and each had some weight to it.

Within a minute or two, Qin Chuan, whose hearing was excellent, heard the sound of a motorcycle behind him and glanced at it with the corner of his eye.

A Honda motorcycle was speeding over with two people on it. Both were wearing professional racing suits and fully enclosed helmets, wrapped up tightly, so you could barely tell if they were men or women.

This attire offered strong concealment; no one could tell who was inside. After succeeding, they could just flee for a distance, find a place to take off their clothes, and they would be in a completely different disguise, making it very easy to escape.

They chose a motorcycle instead of a car because motorcycles have high mobility, making it easy to leave quickly. If it were a car, what if they got stuck in traffic?

These were highly experienced professional assassins who dared to kill on a bustling street in broad daylight and had full confidence that they could get away unscathed.

On the surface, Qin Chuan seemed perfectly normal, and Captain Xia Bing, Wei Xinglong, and the others didn't notice anything. They probably never imagined that someone would dare to kill on the street, but Qin Chuan's muscles were tense, and he was already in a state of high alert.

The motorcycle was moving fast.

It sped over from behind. As it approached Qin Chuan, the assassin sitting in the back seat pulled out a pistol, skillfully chambered a round with one hand with a soft "click," and then aimed the muzzle at Qin Chuan.

The target was confirmed: it was Qin Chuan!

The assassin was very confident in his marksmanship; at a distance of less than ten meters, he was one hundred percent sure he could land a headshot.

Without any hesitation, he aimed the muzzle and fired.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Three shots in a row!

Why three shots in a row, and not four, five, or emptying the magazine?

Because the assassin who fired discovered an unbelievable scene: his confident marksmanship seemed to be ineffective. The target was able to dodge every single shot; he had never seen such fast reaction speed.

"Go, leave quickly!"

This was his thought after firing the three shots. Furthermore, he saw that after Qin Chuan dodged the three shots, he had already made a move; he raised his right hand, and something seemed to fly over.

"Ouch!"

The assassin let out a scream, hit by a steel ball. He felt as if his entire back had been shattered and fell directly off the motorcycle.

He couldn't even hold onto the pistol in his hand because the pain and impact were too great, as if he had been hit by a train. The pistol fell two or three meters away.

"What!"

Captain Xia Bing, Wei Xinglong, and the others reacted and drew their guns without a word.

Qin Chuan hurriedly stopped them, "Leave them alive, don't kill them!"

Of course, it was best not to fire; this was a busy area, surrounded by confused civilians. If there were accidental injuries, that wouldn't be good.

It was clear that Captain Xia Bing and Wei Xinglong were under pressure; they didn't fire immediately, likely worried about accidental injuries.

"Stop!"

"Stop, or I'll shoot!"

Seeing the motorcyclist fleeing, Wei Xinglong gripped his gun and shouted, ordering him to stop immediately. However, the other party didn't care at all, revving the engine to the max, and the motorcycle roared as it sped away.

"Bang!"

Wei Xinglong fired a shot into the air, a warning shot, hoping to deter the fleeing culprit. But it was useless; the person completely ignored him.

Qin Chuan knew that these were elites from the Black Dragon Society, professional assassins, and they wouldn't stop. Almost at the same time as Wei Xinglong's warning shot, the steel ball in his hand flew out.

"Thud!"

There was a muffled thud, followed by a dull "ouch." The motorcyclist completely lost control and fell off the bike. The motorcycle skidded more than ten meters until it hit the roadside greenery and stopped.

Captain Xia Bing reacted quickly—she was worthy of being a Special Police officer. She lunged forward, pinned the first culprit to the ground with one knee, and with a "click," handcuffed him.

Wei Xinglong's reaction wasn't slow either. He was stunned for less than a second, not expecting Secretary Qin Chuan to be so skilled. It seemed to be just a steel ball, and he had knocked down the fleeing culprit.

He ran over quickly and, with a "click," handcuffed the culprit.

The other two police officers were also very professional; they drew their guns, acting as if facing a great enemy, guarding the surroundings in case the culprits had accomplices, and protected Qin Chuan.

Everything happened too quickly.

When the gunshots rang out, there were only a few screams from women; most people were confused. In their minds, a shooting on a bustling street was a very distant thing.

The two culprits were handcuffed, and only then did the people around react.

Many people panicked and ran around; a few bold ones looked over this way. As for taking pictures with their phones, that hadn't started yet.

Everyone was terrified; that was a shooting!

After the brief panic, someone finally started taking pictures with their phone. Wei Xinglong took out his ID and said loudly, "Don't panic, and don't take pictures! We are police!"

Seeing that they were police, the surrounding crowd calmed down, looking over curiously, wanting to take pictures but not daring to.

"Hey, you there, don't take pictures!"

Seeing someone taking pictures, Wei Xinglong shouted to stop them and suggested, "Captain Xia, you take Secretary Qin Chuan and leave first; our people are coming."

With such a big incident, the surrounding police rushed over as fast as they could.

Captain Xia Bing knew the severity of the situation and nodded, "Secretary Qin Chuan, let's get in the car and leave first, return to the Provincial Public Security Department."

Secretary Qin Chuan nodded slightly, and the car sped away.

While driving, Captain Xia Bing glanced at the calm Qin Chuan through the rearview mirror and admired him in her heart; Secretary Qin was amazing to be able to keep his cool in such a big incident.

His skills were even more incredible; it was just two steel balls, yet they had such great power, and the accuracy was like precision-guided munitions. How did he do it? She became curious about Qin Chuan once again.

While curious, she also knew that this was a big deal; the sky over Guangdong Province might be about to collapse. First and foremost, she estimated that some people would be held accountable—for instance, Director Du Qingbo was in a precarious position.