Urban Super Soldier King-Chapter 892: Xiang Yu Loses Control and Hits a Policeman

Chapter 892: Chapter 892: Xiang Yu Loses Control and Hits a Policeman

Gao Zhitao took a punch and instead of getting angry, he laughed. In his entire life, no one had ever dared hit him like this.

Back in the day, when he hung around with government officials’ kids and wealthy heirs, they were the ones bullying others. No one dared lay a finger on him.

But now, coming here, he found himself looked down upon by these low-level cops.

"Go ahead, hit me again," Gao Zhitao said with a sinister smile.

"What a show-off." Another policeman sneered and threw a punch at Gao Zhitao.

Since things had already gotten physical, they might as well teach this vice bureau chief, who got in through connections, a proper lesson.

Just as his fist was about to land on Gao Zhitao, a hand reached out and grabbed his wrist.

The policeman, realizing that Xiang Yu dared to intervene, glared at him and shouted, "Let go!"

Xiang Yu didn’t bother to say a word. He simply slapped him hard across the face. Everyone heard a loud "smack," and when they looked, the cop’s mouth was already bleeding profusely.

Xiang Yu didn’t hold back against people like him.

"This is assault against a cop! Guys, get him!" the policeman shouted, clutching his mouth.

Time was running out, and Xiang Yu didn’t want to waste any more of it. He roundly slapped each of them.

In particular, he hit the cop who punched Gao Zhitao extra hard, knocking out several of his teeth.

Despite their training, the four police officers were no match for Xiang Yu—it was child’s play for him.

One of the policemen, enraged, pulled out a gun and aimed it directly at Xiang Yu.

Without hesitation, Xiang Yu kicked his wrist, and the gun discharged with a loud ’bang.’

The gunshot wasn’t deafening, but it gripped everyone’s nerves. The police and even the riot squad rushed in immediately. freeweɓnovel.cøm

Some even drew their guns and encircled the car.

Meanwhile, Kong Shenghui had been searching for the bomb in the building. Upon hearing the gunshot outside, he hurried out with his team.

When he emerged, he saw Chief Huang leading over a hundred officers to surround Xiang Yu’s car.

"Chief Huang, he tried to grab a gun and make a run for it," yelled a policeman inside.

Xiang Yu let out a cold snort and, right in front of everyone, struck the officer hard at the neck. The man immediately passed out.

The other three officers, witnessing Xiang Yu’s lightning-fast moves, froze, too scared even to speak.

Gao Zhitao, impressed by Xiang Yu’s skills, gave him a thumbs-up. "Brother Xiang Yu, you’re incredible. Don’t worry, I’ve already summoned my old man."

Xiang Yu leaped out of the car, and Gao Zhitao followed closely behind him.

All around, hundreds of officers had them surrounded.

"What’s going on?" Kong Shenghui asked with a furrowed brow. He glanced at Gao Zhitao, and upon seeing he was unharmed, he relaxed a little.

Chief Huang angrily shouted, "Everyone saw it just now. This guy assaulted the police and even tried to grab a gun and escape. The evidence is clear—detain him immediately!"

Huang was furious. Someone had the audacity to beat his men in front of him, something he could not forgive.

"They’re the ones who drew the gun—it has nothing to do with Xiang Yu!" Gao Zhitao shouted in defiance.

But few believed him now. Even Kong Shenghui stood motionless, choosing not to intervene.

After all, he had seen Xiang Yu’s actions earlier—hitting police officers in front of so many people—something that had enraged them.

"Go grab your phone. I need to see the design plans," Xiang Yu ordered Gao Zhitao, who was standing nearby.

Gao Zhitao gritted his teeth, scanning the hostile crowd. Despite his fury, Xiang Yu was still focused on the bomb, while the surrounding officers seemed intent on targeting him instead.

Though Gao Zhitao wanted to stick around and support Xiang Yu, he saw the urgency in Xiang Yu’s eyes and quickly ran to the car to retrieve his phone.

He returned with the design plans and opened them in front of Xiang Yu, who by now had been pinned to the ground by four police officers.

Xiang Yu didn’t resist—if he had, these four would have been no match for him.

Fuming, Gao Zhitao kicked one officer out of the way and placed the design plans in front of Xiang Yu.

The officers didn’t understand what they were up to and didn’t make any moves.

This was a crucial moment. Xiang Yu’s mind raced, adrenaline surging through his system.

Looking at the design plans again, Xiang Yu suddenly noticed something missing at the bottom—it was completely blank.

It hit him then: the reason no one could locate the bomb was because the final device was hidden below.

However, the design plans didn’t indicate any underground areas, and Gao Zhitao, who was exceptionally familiar with the building, had never known of any space beneath it either. Otherwise, he would have searched there long ago.

"The last bomb must be underneath. You must retrieve it before 12 o’clock, or the building will be finished," Xiang Yu said, his eyes locked on Gao Zhitao.

He understood Gao Zhitao’s unique status—getting him to handle this would be far more effective than doing it himself.

Given Xiang Yu’s precarious position, it was impossible for him to argue with the police.

Chief Huang, seeing Xiang Yu and Gao Zhitao talking back and forth, waved his hand at the officers and said, "Take him away. Find out who he really is. The moment I saw him, I knew he wasn’t trustworthy."

Kong Shenghui sighed, visibly disappointed, and shook his head. It seemed the matter had reached its endpoint—it was time to wrap up.

Chief Huang beamed with satisfaction, shouting, "Everyone stand down! Lock the bombs in place and be careful they don’t go off halfway!"

Huang’s voice was loud, clearly intended for Gao Zhitao to hear.

"Hold it—wait! I know where the last bomb is!" Gao Zhitao shouted desperately.

But no one paid him any mind. His cries only fueled Chief Huang’s smugness, confirming his suspicions.

To Huang, it was obvious that Gao Zhitao had orchestrated everything. Now that the situation was wrapping up, Gao Zhitao suddenly claimed to know where the bomb was—why hadn’t he said so earlier?

Seeing that no one believed him, Gao Zhitao turned his gaze to Kong Shenghui. But Kong Shenghui stood there indifferently, clearly unwilling to speak.

In that moment, Gao Zhitao’s world seemed to have only one person left—Chief Huang, with his triumphant, mocking grin.

Unable to tolerate it any longer, Gao Zhitao watched as the officers prepared to leave. He knew if the cordon was lifted, the building’s employees would inevitably rush in.

If that happened, isolating them again would be nearly impossible.

Recalling Xiang Yu’s earlier words, Gao Zhitao gritted his teeth, took a few steps to Chief Huang, and suddenly yanked a gun out of his holster.

His swift and premeditated actions ensured success. Otherwise, given Chief Huang’s hefty physique, he might have struggled.

Chief Huang, shocked by Gao Zhitao’s sudden move, trembled from head to toe...