I Play Dungeons in the Police Station

Chapter 477 - 283: Stockholm Syndrome

"How is it?"

"Shh!" Ma Chengjun gestured for silence at Ye Dan.

Through the peephole, it was indeed the property manager he had dealt with in the past, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Maybe I’m just nervous. Go ahead and open the door."

Ye Dan shot Ma Chengjun a look and opened the door.

Unexpectedly, at that very moment, a strong force pushed in from outside.

Caught off guard, she stumbled back a step and fell into Ma Chengjun’s arms.

Ma Chengjun, with fifteen years of mercenary experience, reacted immediately by pulling out his handgun and firing a shot at the doorway.

"Careful."

He Wenqiu, eager to contribute, was the first to rush in as soon as the door opened. But at that moment, Li Xiang saw Ma Chengjun had drawn his gun and was about to shoot.

In this critical moment, Li Xiang didn’t hesitate and kicked He Wenqiu, who was already crouching in, propelling him into a forward roll into the room.

Bang—

A gunshot rang out, and He Wenqiu felt the bullet almost graze his ear as he rolled directly into the kitchen.

After the kick, Li Xiang wanted to fire back, but his shooting speed was evidently slower than Ma Chengjun’s. He had to duck back outside, pulling the property manager with him.

"The suspect is armed, everyone be careful."

The sudden gunfire alerted everyone to the formidable opponent, and as the operation’s commander and deputy commander, their priority was to avoid any casualties.

He Wenqiu, already in the room, was now in a critical situation.

The kitchen was wide open, with no cover. Having no choice, He Wenqiu opened the refrigerator door as a shield, but it was only a thin metal layer, incapable of stopping bullets.

Meanwhile, Ma Chengjun pulled Ye Dan into his arms as a human shield, pushing her toward the front of the kitchen. If he got a chance to shoot, He Wenqiu would be in grave danger.

He was betting that the police wouldn’t dare shoot Ye Dan.

Indeed, Li Xiang, seeing He Wenqiu in danger, immediately darted inside.

Ma Chengjun, seeing another reckless cop rushing in, felt disdain.

He had a human shield, what did the police have?

Bulletproof vests?

Confident in his gun skill, he thought getting a headshot would be easy.

With that thought, he turned his gun towards Li Xiang and was about to shoot.

However, to his utter surprise, the policeman coming in wasn’t dodging but matching him in a face-off.

"Looking to die? I’ll oblige."

Ma Chengjun remained entirely behind Ye Dan, leaving only his arm exposed with the gun aimed at Li Xiang, ready to pull the trigger.

But Li Xiang’s speed surpassed his. At such close range, Li Xiang’s shooting was pinpoint accurate.

Bang—

With a loud bang, the bullet flew at incredible speed towards Ma Chengjun’s handgun.

Ping—

Ma Chengjun suddenly felt a tremendous force in his right hand, sending his gun flying, and at the same time, his right index finger was gone.

How dare he?

Ma Chengjun couldn’t believe that this policeman dared to shoot in such a situation, not fearing a miss.

Moreover, the shot was so precise, hitting his gun directly, ripping his trigger finger clean off.

Now even if he wanted to drag Ye Dan down with him, he couldn’t.

Seeing Ma Chengjun disarmed, everyone rushed in, subduing both of them.

"Freeze—"

"Freeze, stay put—"

With Ma Chengjun and Ye Dan apprehended, Jiang Tuo picked up the handgun shot out by Li Xiang, stunned to see the barrel had been shot off.

In such a tense environment, Li Xiang’s calmness and his precise shot at the gun’s barrel were astonishing.

"Captain Li, your shooting skills are incredible."

Facing Jiang Tuo’s praise, Li Xiang waved it off and holstered his own gun, "Just alright, alright."

"Our Captain Li’s shooting skills have won awards. He’s the first ever all-around champion since Jinghai City’s shooting tournament started," boasted Sun Zhidong, emerging from who-knows-where, bragging about Li Xiang’s achievements.

"Impressive, impressive."

Li Xiang’s gun skill spoke for itself; even in that tense moment, Jiang Tuo himself couldn’t think of a better way to navigate the danger.

Sure enough, how could the average person qualify as the guidance group leader?

"Captain Li, you saved me twice," said He Wenqiu, emerging from behind the refrigerator door to face Li Xiang.

Being saved twice: the first time, Li Xiang kicked him at the door just as Ma Chengjun’s bullet would have met him.

Despite his 15-year experience as a mercenary abroad, he never doubted Ma Chengjun’s shooting skills, and thinking back, his ear still ached slightly, just by a hair.

The second time was when Li Xiang rushed in timely, providing relief.

If Li Xiang hadn’t come in then, with Ma Chengjun adjusting his shooting angle, it would have been the end for He Wenqiu.

The thin refrigerator door was hardly bullet-proof.

At that moment, he had nowhere else to hide.

The refrigerator door served more as a comfort.

"We’re brothers, no need to thank me. Just don’t blame me for that kick, haha."