Zhou Liu put his bag in the trunk, opened the door and got in. He didn't even turn on the navigation system. He immediately rejected the driver's suggestion and said in a very experienced manner:
"Master, let's not take a detour and just go along Qifeng Street. If we take a detour, it will be five kilometers longer. This old city, the urban-rural junction, is congested everywhere. I'll get off early and walk faster than driving."
Oh, did you meet a local veteran?
expert!
The driver was exposed, but he didn't blush at all. Instead, he argued with a broken jar and looked like a scoundrel. Anyway, it's hard to get a taxi here. It's Saturday and he's in a hurry. He can still bargain:
"But that area is too congested. It's a well-known road with blood clots. It takes more than half an hour to get out. It delays a lot of my business. I have to pay extra."
Zhou Liu laughed when he heard this. The driver was taking advantage of his youth, thinking that he didn't know the way. Moreover, most young people don't take money seriously, and won't talk back to the driver if they get an extra ten or twenty yuan.
However, Zhou Liuyi is not that kind of person at all. He really has the patience and will never let anyone take advantage of him for an extra dollar.
Time is already so tight, but Saturday can still analyze it one by one. It seems that no one knows the traffic in this city better than him:
"Master, please stop at the entrance of Lijingyuan Community. I can go through the east gate of Lijingyuan on my skateboard in less than five minutes.
And you won't suffer any loss. At this time, you can even pick up someone who is about to be late for work at the door. It's an upscale community, so you can set the price, right?
There are not many bus stops nearby. If you can pick someone up to go to the high-tech zone or the airport for a business trip, the distance is almost 20 kilometers, and they guarantee seamless connection without traffic jams. They are happy to pay extra and will never argue with you over a few cents. "
Although this is true, you will definitely not get anything out of Zhou Liuyi, a stingy person.
The driver originally wanted to pick up Zhou Liuyi and wanted to kick him out directly, but the guy was already sitting in the passenger seat and had changed his empty car into one with passengers, and the meter was on. Well, he had to pick him up even if he didn't want to pick him up.
The guy behaved like a gangster, so the driver didn't dare to kick him out directly.
He looked at the young man suspiciously. He could actually guess what he was thinking and even dared to touch the things in his car. It was obvious that he was not someone to be trifled with. He was probably a street troublemaker, but he didn't look like one.
However, he thought again, this guy just wanted to take a taxi, and the driver didn't need to make things difficult for him. He asked Zhou Liuyi to fasten his seat belt and started chatting with him:
"You don't look like a food delivery guy, how come you know so much about our area?"
Zhou Liuyi leaned back in his chair and said with a smile:
"I'm definitely not a food delivery guy, and this is my first time in Sanjiang City. What do you think I do?"
The driver was even more surprised because Zhou Liuyi was not a local, and he was not a courier or takeout worker. These two professions are the ones who know the local traffic conditions best.
He stepped on the accelerator and looked at Zhou Liuyi a few more times. He analyzed it confidently and logically, as if it were a mystery novel:
"I've been driving a taxi in Sanjiang City for almost 20 years. I've seen all kinds of people. Let me guess.
Food deliverymen and couriers are as tired as dogs every day. They ride motorcycles and breathe exhaust fumes all day long. Their hands are very rough and they have big pores on their faces. You look young and fair-skinned, so you are definitely not a food deliveryman.
You are so shrewd and stingy, and it's already mid-September and universities have started, so you are definitely not a college student.
You look energetic and have no dark circles under your eyes, but your walking posture is not that stiff, so you are definitely not a soldier.
You must be... a... a... you don't look like a bum."
The driver was a bit confused and looked a bit embarrassed, but suddenly, he slapped his thigh and raised his voice:
"I see. You're an Internet entrepreneur, analyzing big data behind your computer every day! However, small business owners of your age would like to dress themselves up like they're 30 years old. At least they should wear a white shirt. The way you're dressed, with a red sweater, ripped jeans, and white sneakers, doesn't look like an entrepreneur. You don't look like a programmer, either."
The driver kept looking at Zhou Liuyi through the rearview mirror, his face tense and his eyes wishing he could poke a hole in Zhou Liuyi's body, but he looked Zhou Liuyi from head to toe and still couldn't guess what he was thinking.
There was silence between the two of them, which was very awkward.
One taxi driver in particular began to doubt his ability to judge people.
The driver looked at Zhou Liuyi with resentment.
Zhou Liuyi resolved the awkwardness and asked with a smile:
"How do you usually view people?"
Speaking of this, the drivers are no longer sleepy. Every taxi driver thinks that he has seen countless people and is the person who knows the city best. Once he opens his mouth, he will talk endlessly:
"The one wearing a suit, the quality is not very good, but he is very talkative, he must be an insurance agent or a real estate agent. The one wearing glasses, who is fierce, hurried and talkative. The clean and decent woman who doesn't wear much makeup must be a teacher. The one who doesn't care much about her clothes, with a gloomy face, starts to close his eyes and rest as soon as he gets on the car, and always holds a bottle of alcohol for disinfection, he is probably a doctor who just got off work from the nearby hospital, 90% sure.
No matter what you do, most of you will have an occupational disease related to your job. Like me, I don’t have anything prominent except a prominent lumbar disc. I often don’t eat on time, so I got stomach problems early on.
You are still young and haven’t worked much, so you don’t have any occupational diseases yet. It’s hard to tell what you do.”
After this analysis, the driver regained his position and became more and more happy. On Saturday, he asked:
"Where are the police? Do I look like a policeman to you?"
The driver looked at Zhou Liuyi again, then laughed:
"Tsk, impossible!"
Saturday, I was curious:
"Why?"
The driver turned the steering wheel. He drove very well on this stretch of road. He made several turns very smoothly and even caught up with two green lights. He was beaming with joy:
"Have you ever seen a policeman? The policemen in the police station all look like someone owes them millions. Almost none of them have a good face. They look at everyone as a suspect and speak as if they are interrogating a criminal."
The traffic police on the road, despite their young age, are just like human-shaped traffic lights, with eyes like high beams and dull expressions.
Things are different nowadays than before. In the past, wearing a police uniform was very impressive and all the thugs on the street would behave themselves. When a policeman took out a cigarette, more than a dozen people would line up and wait for his lighter.
But what about now?
Anyway, I will definitely not let my son be a policeman, especially working in a police station. He will never be able to drive a Rolls-Royce even if he works himself to death.
To be honest, I have a daughter who teaches at the Provincial Experimental Middle School. Someone introduced her to a young man from the police station, but I rejected him outright.
Out of 365 days in a year, I am away from home for nearly 300 days. It is almost impossible to travel abroad. I don’t have any income from the grey market. After three years, I am bald and my three highs are all high. The public accounts of other industries are promoting how much money they have made every day, but in the police industry, people either sacrifice themselves or are disabled. They can’t even get a single dormitory…”
In the driver's eyes, the profession of policeman is almost cost-effective, it is better to follow him to drive a taxi, but Zhou Liuyi smiled and said:
"I'm not lying to you. I'm really a policeman."
The driver was shocked:
"Impossible. Young people nowadays, unless they are lazy and know nothing, they can only work as auxiliary police officers. You look less than 20 years old, how can you endure such hardship!"
Zhou Liuyi stopped arguing. He estimated that he was almost there, so he picked up his phone and scanned the QR code to pay. He was already too late today, and he was a little worried.
The driver saw his phone and seemed to have made a new discovery. He tapped the steering wheel and said excitedly:
"I know what you do! You're a food blogger. I know this phone. It's mainly used for taking photos. There are many local breakfast stalls and supper stalls on Longhua Street. You're in a hurry to go there for breakfast!"
The driver guessed wrong. Zhou Liu looked at this driver who might have worked longer than him, feeling a little melancholy, and said with a wry smile:
"These days, with the rise of e-commerce, the quality of knockoff brand goods on Taobao and Pinduoduo is getting higher and higher. It's hard to judge a person's occupation by what they wear. A few years ago, only rich people used Apple phones, but now they are almost everywhere."
The driver realized that he had guessed wrong again and stared blankly.
Zhou Liuyi instead looked at the driver:
"Then I will analyze your identity as well, and see if it is correct."
The driver was eager to skip this topic:
"OK!"
Saturday was still very cautious when he spoke:
"You speak in a way that makes it hard to tell the street corners apart. You must be a local with this accent. I noticed you were wearing thick clothes, so you must have come out early in the morning. At your age, you have a daughter with a stable job. She is not enjoying a leisurely life at home. You must have a son, right? But you talked to me for such a long time, and you kept talking about how caring your daughter is. You never talked about your son. Your son must be a troublesome person. He has high expectations but poor skills. He is disobedient and always wants to get rich. But he always relies on you to provide for him, right?
Your clothes and shoes are clean, and you are wearing suit pants. You said you have been driving a taxi for 20 years. You must have been a leader of the sales department of a state-owned enterprise. Only salespeople like to test people. Did you start driving a taxi after you were laid off?
The taxi business has only started to decline in recent years, and you used to make a lot of money! Even now, your income is much higher than that of your peers, right? "
The driver was dumbfounded. The analysis was all correct. He couldn't help but look at Zhou Liuyi again, as if he didn't believe Zhou Liuyi's prediction was so accurate:
"Amazing, young man, you have good taste! I wish my son had the same good taste as you!"
The driver then talked freely:
"I'm a taxi driver, and I'm actually better than others. I make more than 2,000 yuan a month! We get along well, so I won't charge you more. I'll give you the cost price, twelve!"
At this point in the conversation, the driver no longer treated Zhou Liuyi as a child, but as a good friend with whom he could speak his mind, and began to complain:
"My son is so troublesome. In 2017, he played p2p, saying that he would have an extra income after he slept. As a result, the down payment that we saved for him went bankrupt. In 2019, he said he wanted to invest in the sharing economy, which is much safer than stocks. In the end, he lost all the wedding money we prepared for him. This year, he told me that he could make money by faking orders and that he could withdraw cash quickly for each transaction. As a result, his wife is in the hospital and is about to give birth, and he doesn't even have money to pay for the hospital bills..."
Zhou Liuyi's expression became serious. Internet fraud is becoming more and more common. He asked:
"Did you call the police?"
The driver became even more distressed, and said helplessly:
"Why didn't you call the police? The P2P case was only solved three years ago. Eighty thousand was returned out of three hundred thousand. It used to be the down payment, but now it's only enough for the deposit. There are still 108,000 people in line in the sharing economy. I don't think I'll ever see my money returned even if I live another 500 years. As for the fake orders, we don't even know if the scammer is a man or a woman..."
At this time, the car turned the intersection and stopped with the accelerator pressed. From a distance, the entire road looked like a sea of ​​vehicles stuck together with their hazard lights on, and horns honked one after another.
The driver was a little surprised:
“Even if it’s a blood clot road and it gets jammed like a parking lot every day, it won’t get jammed here.”
The taxi stopped and could not go forward. Looking back, although the traffic light at the intersection was green, the traffic police wearing green fluorescent vests had stopped all the cars on the roadside and were still evacuating the crowd.
The driver immediately rolled down the window and asked what happened ahead. Several people who were stuck here started talking at once, pointing to the location of a shop not far ahead. One of the female drivers said:
"It's so scary. A psychopath with two kitchen knives chopped up an electric bike and the door of a breakfast shop."
Another fat man playing with his phone asked:
"Didn't you call the police?"
Another person who went to the scene to take a look and then ran back to his car said:
"The police have used pepper spray, tear gas, and blast-proof electric fences, but to no avail!"
…
Zhou Liu opened the car door, got out of the car, stood up and looked not far away.
Two policemen were using their bodies to hold the door of the breakfast shop. The double door of glass and aluminum alloy was shaking. Many people were holding up their mobile phones to take pictures. They really just wanted to watch the fun and enjoy the excitement.
The police shouted at the top of their lungs:
"Everyone stay away from here!"
But it was of no use. Some people even felt they were too far away and stretched their necks to get closer.
These two people are criminal policeman Xu Hai and his apprentice Hu Liang from Longhua Street Police Station. They are the backbone of the police force in the station and have dealt with all kinds of emergencies. They came here immediately after receiving the alarm.
However, the power of two people could not control this crazy martial artist.
The door was still smashed open, and a huge, giant-like, powerful madman with bloodshot eyes shouted loudly:
"Who dares to stop me!"
The sound spread halfway across the street and scared a child in a car so much that he started crying loudly.
What’s even more terrifying is that Wu Fengzi has two sharp kitchen knives in his hands!
Two kitchen knives were stuck in the aluminum alloy door frame. Wu Fengzi pulled them out and started chopping. The aluminum alloy door had been deformed and sharp, crooked cuts were left.
If we don't stop this crazy martial artist, the consequences will be disastrous!
The two policemen were the first to be hit and were closest to the two kitchen knives. They still worked together to try to block the people back. An aluminum alloy door frame was instantly cut into two pieces, and the kitchen knives were fully extended and waving in the air.
The crowd watching the excitement only realized the danger now and quickly ran away.
"Get out of my way!"
“I’m a policeman!”
A big guy came at lightning speed on a motorcycle, spewing out bursts of black smoke, and rushed directly towards the aluminum alloy door. Xu Hai and Hu Liang breathed a sigh of relief, because Peng Zhiyuan was from a military sports college and was a very good fighter. Two national Sanda athletes combined could not beat him.
Now that Peng Zhiyuan can come, this crazy martial artist is almost safe!
The police officers of Longhua Street Police Station have had a tacit understanding for many years and have great confidence in Peng Zhiyuan's ability to arrest people, so they immediately stepped aside to give him room to move.
But what was surprising was that Wu Fengzi actually raised his foot and kicked, and took the impact of Peng Zhiyuan and the motorcycle. After this, the door of the breakfast shop was completely shattered and fell to the ground with a crash.
Peng Zhiyuan fell to the side with his motorcycle. He did not have time to park the motorcycle, and the tires were still spinning. He quickly got up and rushed towards Wu Fengzi against the crowd. Taking advantage of the momentum, he knocked Wu Fengzi into him first. However, Wu Fengzi swung a kitchen knife in his left hand and hit Peng Zhiyuan's helmet. Peng Zhiyuan could not dodge in time and quickly ducked, but was still hit on the head and his motorcycle helmet cracked instantly.
So thrilling!
Peng Zhiyuan saw stars and his ears rang. He touched the dented part of his helmet and couldn't help cursing:
"Fuck! Where does all that strength come from?!"
Seeing that Peng Zhiyuan was fine, the other two policemen breathed a sigh of relief, but the madman had not been subdued, so the three of them had to rush forward.
Xu Hai is an experienced criminal investigator who has been working on the front line for more than a decade. He has even caught a serial murderer who dismembered corpses. But he is also extremely nervous now. He is only wearing a blue shirt and has no defense against the sharp kitchen knife.
Hu Liang was a top student at the Public Security University. Although he was transferred from the economic investigation department to the police station, he had experience studying in various units and had seen all kinds of cases. He had dealt with this kind of violent madman before, but this violent madman was too strong and was completely crazy. He wore an extra duty uniform, and the law enforcement recorder on his shoulder strap had fallen to the ground and was crushed.
There was a scream in the crowd, and more people quickly hid behind.
However, the three policemen did not hide. Instead, they gritted their teeth and blocked the violent madman with their bare hands.
Xu Hai was sweating profusely, his eyes were red, tear gas had just been used, and he felt it was quite tiring even though he was so far away, but Wu Fengzi didn't react at all:
"Brother Peng, didn't I ask for all the support? Why did you come alone?"
Peng Zhiyuan exerted his strength, gritted his teeth, grabbed Wu Fengzi's wrists, and pushed Wu Fengzi forward a step with his bravery:
"Didn't you praise me yesterday for being able to defeat a hundred people alone? I can defeat a hundred people by myself. Just hold on a little longer, the director will be here soon!"
It had just rained last night, and Hu Liang looked like he had rolled in the mud. His eyes were red, and his knuckles were torn and bleeding. One foot was in the mud and kept sliding backwards. He said with disgust:
"Focus, the inspector is not far from here! If we can't handle this psychopath, we'll have to write a self-criticism!"
In fact, all three of them had tried their best, but they were not sure they could subdue this crazy man holding two kitchen knives.
You can go back and write a self-criticism and be done with it, which is actually the best outcome.
But the martial madman who was being blocked by the three of them seemed to have endless energy, and he became even more excited when he saw the three of them:
"I am the Taoist master Changshan. Who dares to fight me?"
The roar was as loud as a bell and could be heard clearly from half a street away.
A police car came speeding down a narrow road, almost rushing out along the wall, with police lights flashing and sirens blaring. The traffic police immediately gestured to the cars along the way to move to the side of the road and park. Several policemen got out of the car, including the director who had brought various police equipment.
The director immediately directed everyone to divide the work and rush over with explosion-proof steel forks, explosion-proof shields, pepper spray and tear gas. Li Hua ran the fastest and had almost unscrewed the tear gas.
Hu Liang shouted in the direction of the director:
"The suspect did not respond to tear gas or pepper spray!"
"What a lunatic! In this season, the suspect actually wore three super thick down jackets and a big cotton-padded jacket. The police electric baton was useless!"
"The suspect has a very serious tendency towards violence and has absolutely no normal cognition!"
…
With Hu Liang's warning, seven or eight policemen surrounded the man with various police equipment, but the madman was not forced to retreat. Instead, he became even more excited and shouted loudly:
"Hurry up and show me how to do it!"
The martial madman, who was over two meters tall and weighed nearly three hundred kilograms, looked even more ferocious!
Zhou Liuyi had never seen such a horrifying scene, but he moved his feet and prepared to go over to help. The driver hurriedly called him:
"Boy, come back quickly. Can't you see that the police are almost exhausted? Don't come closer just for a little traffic. I'll take you to another road! The wall of a residential area has collapsed. It's closer to the police station!"
Saturday shook his head:
"I might just go find them!"
The driver hurriedly got out of the car to stop him:
"So many police officers can't do anything, what can you do? Don't you see that everyone is hiding far away? Young people, don't meddle in other people's business! This is the police's business!"
But Zhou Liuyi had already run towards the center:
“I am the police!”
The driver was so angry that he slapped his thigh:
"This is worse than my son! At least my son knows how to run!"
The madman was surrounded by a group of policemen. The director stood outside and told the traffic police to evacuate the crowd and open the isolation belt. He also asked when the doctor from the mental hospital could come. He observed the terrain and prepared to drive the people in. His right hand was on the gun at his waist, ready to make the worst plan at any time...
However, guns must never be abused!
The suspect is a lunatic. He did not intend to endanger society. It would be too serious to shoot him. However, there are so many people watching and so many police officers cannot stop a violent lunatic.
The director's expression became more and more serious, but he was not worried about his career.
Having been a police officer for more than 20 years, many of his old classmates have now become his leaders. He missed promotion twice because of shooting and killing criminals, but he never regretted it.
At this time, the owner of the breakfast shop whose door was broken by the madman took off his apron and trotted over.
When the madman was chopping down electric bikes and flower pots in the green belt on the street, the young boss quickly called the police. He and Xu Hai and Hu Liang, who came rushing over, led the people into the breakfast shop, locked the door, and delayed a few precious minutes to evacuate the crowd, but his own shop was smashed to pieces.
The young boss identified people by their shoulder badges and their guns. In most police stations in our country, only the chief was always armed. He looked at the chief and gave a direct suggestion:
"You are the director, right? Before I opened the breakfast shop, I served as a border guard for six years. I could shoot when there was a serious threat to the lives and property of the people. Look at all the babies here. They are still young. If your shooting skills are not good, I think my skills are not rusty yet..."
Gun management in our country is extremely strict. The consumption of any bullet must go through layers of checks. After shooting, several reports must be written, and even every bullet casing must be recovered.
If you lend your gun to someone else, your police uniform will be stripped off!
The director had a serious look on his face. He was not afraid of having his police uniform stripped off, but he was worried about hurting innocent people.
But these policemen can’t hold on any longer!
The director's hand was on the holster, ready to take action.
Suddenly, a woman came over with her husband and daughter, and knelt directly in front of the director. The husband knelt so quickly that his wig flew up, revealing a two-inch scar. Looking at the husband's expression, it was most likely caused by the violent madman.
But the woman opened her mouth and said:
"Police comrade, that's my dad, you must not hurt him, he's just mentally ill, he didn't do it on purpose! He hasn't hurt anyone yet! You can't treat him as a criminal!"
The woman's husband seemed to be an honest man and he chimed in:
"My father-in-law is old, you can't bully the elderly!"
The breakfast shop owner didn't have such a good temper. He pointed at the woman and started to curse:
"Are you blind? Your husband's head is almost chopped off!"
The woman argued, and she seemed quite confident:
"My dad didn't do it on purpose!"
When the young boss heard this, he instantly exploded, pushing the woman and pointing his finger at the fierce battle scene not far away:
"Then go deal with your dad's problem yourself!"
The woman turned her head and took a look at the two kitchen knives that were gleaming with cold light. She was so scared that she wanted to hide behind the director, but she was still saying:
"You are the police, you have to hold on a little longer, the people from the mental hospital will be here soon!"
The young boss spat on the ground:
"Right away? They're still stuck on the outer ring road. They can't get through in half an hour! Chief, don't listen to this woman's nonsense. The lives of the people's soldiers and police officers are also lives!"
The situation is becoming more and more complicated!
The police were almost exhausted, but the crazy man was getting more and more energetic:
"I am the Master Changshan, who can fight me?"
Suddenly, Wu Fengzi shook all over and broke free from all the policemen.
Li Hua fell flat on his face, Hu Liang fell into the mud, Xu Hai hugged Wu Fengzi's legs and was dragged two steps, and the explosion-proof steel fork in Peng Zhiyuan's hand was shaken off...
A critical moment!
The director's hand unhooked the gun holster...
However, Zhou Liuyi suddenly ran over at this time, very fast, and stood in front of Wu Fengzi fearlessly, bending down and clasping his hands:
"I am Zhang Sanfeng, the Wudang Master. I meet Master Changshan! I want to spar with you, but I was in a hurry to go out today and didn't have time to bring my weapon. Can you put your weapon down so we can spar with your bare hands?"
The originally tense atmosphere, like a wild dog with prolapsed anus, suddenly came to a standstill.
Everyone was stunned. The two kitchen knives in Wu Fengzi's hands were less than ten centimeters away from Zhou Liuyi's neck.
Wu Fengzi is more than two meters tall and stronger than Peng Zhiyuan, while Zhou Liuyi's still growing body looks like a young poplar that has just been planted on the roadside.
He can't beat Crazy Wu at all!
Li Hua got up from the ground and asked Hu Liang, who was standing nearby:
"Brother Liang, isn't there another martial arts madman coming?"
Dealing with one martial arts madman is scary enough, but another one?
Hu Liang wanted to give him a slap in the face:
"Shut up, you nitpicker! You're a bad guy with a mouth that doesn't work for good! I don't want to be on duty with you anymore."
Li Hua was basically restless all night long, and the director didn't go to bed until almost dawn last night.
It’s a pity that the director is not superstitious and doesn’t allow people to speak.
At this moment, all the police officers from the police station are here.
Community policeman Wang Caizhi, who is old and has gray hair, fell to the ground. His worn police uniform was covered with mud. Not only did he not intend to evacuate, but he planned to crawl over and hold on to one of Wu Fengzi's legs!
The instructor Jiang Hanshan was a former drug enforcement officer and had dealt with more complicated situations. He stood not far away, ready to stand up and strangle the madman at any time.
Although, it is very likely that the kitchen knife in Wu Fengzi's hand is faster than the steel fork in his hand.
Criminal policeman Xu Hai was exhausted, but he was Hu Liang's master, so he stood in front of Hu Liang.
Both of the young Hu Liang's hands were bleeding, but he had no intention of withdrawing.
…
Zhou Liuyi was now directly confronting Wu Fengzi, but he glanced at the policemen from the police station. They were of different ages and temperaments, including regular policemen and auxiliary policemen, but none of them stood still at this critical moment.
Originally, he was still worried that the police station, a place with complicated affairs, was far from his desired destination. Now it seems that he has come to the right place.
Wu Fengzi was confused, but the kitchen knife did not fall.
Zhou Liuyi clasped his fists again, with a hint of immortality, and repeated it in more literary terms:
"I am Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang. I have met Master Changshan. I wonder if you are interested in fighting with me bare-handed?"
Wu Fengzi kept looking at the kitchen knife in his hand, and seemed ready to put it down.
Wang Caizhi finally got up from the ground. Without even bothering to brush the mud off his legs, he took out some liver protection tablets from his pocket, knocked out two tablets in his palm, put them in his mouth, chewed them a few times, and swallowed them.
Peng Zhiyuan also reached out for two pieces, lifted the cracked mask on his helmet, threw it directly into his mouth, and swallowed it without chewing:
"Old Wang, do you have any emergency heart-saving pills?"
Normally, Brother Peng could knock down four or five drunkards by himself, but this martial madman was completely beyond his ability. His heart could not take it anymore, so he was not idle either. He reached out to touch the deformed stainless steel chair next to him, staring at the martial madman like a hook, ready to jump up and fight again at any time.
Wang Caizhi tightened the medicine bottle in his hand and put it back in his pocket. He also clenched his fists and got ready, ready to rush forward at any time:
"Then you have to ask Instructor Jiang."
The instructor Jiang Hanshan is less than 40 years old, has a rather elegant face and wears glasses. He once participated in national Sanda competitions and is also a good fighter. He has dealt with drug dealers at the border and is a rather fierce Confucian general. But now his glasses fell to the ground and were stepped on, causing one of his legs to fall off.
He stared at the kitchen knife in Wu Fengzi's hand, clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned white, and he was sweating profusely, but he still pretended to be calm and answered:
"I was too busy to bring it with me."
Time seemed to have stopped. The air was filled with a fishy and salty smell that made it difficult to breathe. Everyone stared at this place with wide eyes.
However, an accident happened.
But it was not a bad accident, but a good one. This martial arts madman actually listened to me, put the kitchen knife on the ground, and spoke in a literary tone:
"Since I came out of the mountains, I have never had an opponent. Today I will meet you! Since you don't have a weapon, I will put down my two swords first."
The two extremely sharp kitchen knives finally fell to the ground, and Wu Fengzi's eyes also left the kitchen knives.
Several policemen couldn't even believe their eyes and almost cried for joy.
This madman finally put down the kitchen knife!
They fought for such a long time, but the kitchen knife seemed to be stuck in the madman's hand and could not be taken away at all.
Then something even more surprising happened. Wu Fengzi imitated Zhou Liuyi, clasped his hands together, and bowed to greet him:
"Greetings to Master Wudang, how are you?"
Wu Fengzi's waist was bent all the way, and suddenly, Zhou Liu, who looked as harmless as Xiao Baiyang, suddenly jumped up, clenched his fists, and hit Wu Fengzi's back.
However, Zhou Liuyi was not good at fighting and was knocked over in an instant and thrown more than a meter away. The crazy martial artist also staggered and almost fell.
But these precious few seconds are more than enough.
There was no need for the other policemen to say hello; they all rushed forward in unison.
The big guy Peng Zhiyuan pressed directly on Wu Fengzi's back to prevent him from moving around:
"Quick, handcuffs!"
Wang Caizhi immediately handed him the handcuffs:
"Here, cuffs."
He brought the best rose gold handcuffs in the station, not just one, but three. He also took out the restraint belts he had prepared long ago from his pocket and gave two to Li Hua:
"And the feet, they also need to be tied tightly."
Li Hua quickly took the restraint belt, fearing that the madman would get angry again, and followed Peng Zhiyuan to tie up the handcuffed madman's hands:
"This lunatic's hands are bigger than my feet!"
Xu Hai and Hu Liang worked in perfect harmony and quickly controlled Wu Fengzi's legs:
"We must not let this guy get up. If he runs away, it will be troublesome!"
Jiang Hanshan immediately pressed forward, freeing up his hands for the two men, and took out the nylon rope that he had prepared long ago:
"Quick, tie up his legs."
After tying them up, Wang Caizhi still felt uneasy. Like Doraemon, he took out a roll of wide transparent tape from his pocket:
"Wrap it a few more times, it's stronger than restraints and handcuffs!"
Zhou Liuyi fell flat on his face, stars appeared in his eyes, and his brain temporarily short-circuited and turned black. He struggled for a long time but couldn't get up. After he got up, his sweatshirt was covered with yellow-brown mud spots. He didn't bother to wipe them off, and quickly kicked the two kitchen knives away. He saw that the madman was completely subdued by the police, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Wu Fengzi was tied up tightly like a hairy crab. He wanted to twist, but the policemen were very skilled in tying the knots. He couldn't even turn over. He could only bang his chin on the floor tiles and chew mud. But the way he struggled was still enough to make people sweat.
Several policemen, who had already exhausted all their strength, stood nearby, still nervous.
Wu Fengzi stared at Zhou Liuyi with his eyes as big as copper bells, and shouted:
"You have no moral principles!"
Zhou Liuyi squatted down and asked with a smile:
"How can I not follow martial ethics? Didn't I say that we should put down our weapons and fight?"
Wu Fengzi said angrily:
"We agreed to have a sparring match, but you guys are bullying me!"
Others are scolding:
"This psychopath almost got everyone chopped off, and he still has the nerve to complain!"
"There's something wrong with your brain!"
But Saturday was not angry at all:
"When we were sparring, I didn't tell you how many people there were. You agreed to it, and I was the one who overthrew you, right?"
Wu Fengzi seemed to understand:
"It seems so."
Saturday asked again:
"According to the rules of our martial arts world, does it mean that whoever wins must obey the other party?"
Wu Fengzi nodded:
"That's right."
Saturday continued to ask:
"So if you lose, you should just listen to me, right?"
Wu Fengzi carefully stroked it, even biting off some brick corners with his teeth, which made people feel terrified, but he was now respectful to Zhou Liuyi:
"Yes, you won. You are better than me. I should listen to you."
Zhou Liuyi even touched his head, with the momentum of an immortal touching his head, and spoke slowly:
"So, you have been busy all night, you should go to sleep. When you wake up, you are not allowed to pick up a kitchen knife again, because a true hero never relies on weapons to win. We usually win people over with virtue."
Wu Fengzi was very obedient now. Zhou Liu put one hand on his eyes and forced him to close them.
Wu Fengzi was too strong, with a face as big as a basin, and eyes as big as two eggs. Zhou Liuyi's hands looked particularly small:
"You are very tired now. You must have a good sleep. Go to sleep. You will feel better once you fall asleep."
It seemed as if there was really some true energy coming to him. This martial madman actually felt extremely sleepy. He yawned so hard that tears streamed down his face. His eyelids could hardly open, and soon he began to snore loudly.
Only then did the other police officers finally breathe a sigh of relief. This violent madman was finally no longer a threat to the people around him.
The crowd cheered, and some even wanted to take a short video. Some of them had already prepared a title:
"Catching a madman with wisdom is like putting out a fire!"
The director came over and wanted to express his gratitude to Zhou Liuyi, but before he could put his hand on the young man's shoulder, Zhou Liuyi, who was so majestic and heroic just now, sat down on the ground in an instant, not caring whether the ground was dirty or not, and gasped:
"Oh my god, I was so scared! I broke out in a cold sweat and my legs are shaking now!"