Chapter 90: Afternoon Snack

  "Wow, what a big shot! I just realized today how intimidating the Black Way Prince is! As the son of the provincial governor, I'm far inferior to you!" Luo Xuan climbed out of the car with an exaggerated flattering smile on his face, but in his hand was Wang Yu's phone.

  "Spare me the trouble, this is Ninth Master giving face, I don't have the ability to command these old rascals. Huh? How did my phone end up with you?"

  "Last night you and Shi Haonan had a fight, fell on the grass. Today I brought the designer to inspect the site, just heard the phone ringing, helped you pick it up by chance. By the way, there's a beautiful girl named Xie who called you, using a strange number, like an encrypted phone from Zhongnanhai, even high-level beauties in Tokyo can be hooked up with you, great job!"

  "Put away your fake smile, I'm not buying it. I really don't have any connections in the capital." Wang Yu took over the phone and saw a bunch of missed calls on it.

  Luoxun's expression was as if he had been cheated by his own brother.

  Wang Yu was too lazy to explain and wanted to call back, but his phone battery was low and the red light had already flashed a warning.

  Lu Xun stroked his thick and dense beard, smiling as he handed over his phone: "Yu Shao, use mine." If the officials in the provincial city saw this expression of his, they would definitely be shocked. When had the normally reserved and cool Lu Shao ever fawned on someone of the same age like this?

  "Today is busy, don't bother me, just try your best to disgust me." Wang Yu had no way with this official who liked to show off, took over the phone and dialed Xie Xiao's mobile number, not daring to directly call that Beijing landline.

  Bao'an Guquan still held a stick in his hand, hesitated between Lin Yue and Wang Yu for a while, and finally followed behind Wang Yu to catch up.

  "Don't mind what Dean Lin just said, she's just too concerned about you..."

  "Shh!" Wang Yu made a silencing gesture and whispered, "I know her better than you. You help her move first, I'll find you in two days. Hmm, let me make a call..."

  After a while, Xie Xiao Xiao finally answered the phone. In a hushed tone, she said: "Xiao Yu Ge, why are you calling at this time? I'm in the middle of something important with Dao Shi Ye Ye in front of the big leader. Alright, I'll go over there now... can't talk anymore. Dao Shi Ye Ye is calling me again. But one thing I need to tell you ahead of time, yesterday Dao Shi Ye Ye said that the leader has approved the anti-black operation, so be careful."

  After finishing speaking, Xie Xiao hung up the phone with a mix of tension and happiness. It had been a long time since she last heard Wang Yu's voice, and she couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.

  "Damn it, that old Taoist is ruthless, the whole country is cracking down on gangsters so quickly?" Wang Yu complained with a scowl as he listened to the voice on the phone.

  Luoxun was shocked, his mouth wide open. As the son of a provincial governor, he had never even heard rumors of Wang Yu's connections to Zhongnanhai, and yet someone from there had called him to inform on him - this disparity was just too great. It didn't hurt to call him "Brother Yu" normally, nor did it hurt to address him as "Young Master Yu" every day!

  Gu Quan was still immersed in the great joy of being able to mingle with Wang Yu. He didn't notice the earth-shattering change on this phone call.

  Around, although the black society members have dispersed, there are still many onlookers, and some villagers are inquiring about the news to see if they can get more compensation.

  Suddenly, several off-road vehicles with military plates stopped tens of meters away. A group of people got out of the cars and rushed to Wang Yu's side, shouting loudly: "Wang Yu, we have received reports from the masses. You are suspected of multiple serious injuries crimes and gathering crowds to cause trouble. Please follow us back to assist in the investigation!"

  Wang Yu looked at them in surprise, noticing that they all had guns bulging from their waists. They weren't wearing uniforms or showing any identification, but the aura around them was very familiar - each of them stood up straight with sharp eyes, clearly seasoned veterans of the military.

  "Who the hell are you? Dare to catch our Young Master?" Gu Quan jumped out, holding a stick and standing in front of Wang Yu. He was excited inside, this was his chance to show off, he rarely scolded people, but in order to pretend to be an old rascal, he deliberately cursed loudly.

  The man in the lead, with a slight sneer on his lips, had already pressed a pistol against Gu Quan's head: "Those who don't want to die, get out of the way. This isn't a place where your kind can intervene."

  The muzzle was pressed against Gu Quan's forehead, but it didn't budge an inch. Gu Quan stood like a wooden stake, unmoving, his face showing no fear.

  "Turtle grandson, if you have the guts, shoot! If I blink my eyes, I'm not a man." Gu Quan's gaze was like that of a wolf just awakened from hibernation, exuding years of suppressed frustration and ferocity.

  After finishing speaking, he took a step forward under the astonished gaze of everyone and forced the officer who was holding the gun to retreat one step.

  Luo Xun burst out laughing: "Haha, Zhou Shao's counterattack is really powerful! Just as the people on the North District Road left, you appeared to capture Wang Yu. Do you think you can take him to the provincial city? Dream on!" After that sentence, Luo Xun restrained his smile and a fierce look appeared on his face.

  The leading officer's face changed slightly, and he looked at Luo Xuan carefully before saying in an unchanged tone: "I'll repeat it again, this time we only need Wang Yu to assist with the investigation. All unrelated personnel, please leave quickly."

  Luo Xun sneered, tugging at his whiskers: "You'd better take me in for questioning too, I'm good brothers with Wang Yu. Torture me thoroughly, and who knows how many secrets you'll get out of me that you've always wanted to hear."

  The white Tibetan Mastiff, which had been idle for a long time, was getting restless and let out a low growl.

  At this time, Lin Yue, who had just caught his breath, was announcing the good news of moving to more than a hundred orphans, turned his head and saw someone pulling out a gun to catch Wang Yu, shouted something loudly, and rushed over.

  "What right do you have to arrest people, he didn't hurt anyone." Lin Yue thought this group of people were police officers, because Wang Yu had just called out for his friends on the street to help cause trouble, and the police wanted to take Wang Yu away to punish him. She rushed over, and more than a hundred orphans also rushed over, still holding small stones in their hands, throwing them at this group of armed men.

  "You're all bullying Wang Yu's brother, you're all bad eggs."

  "Brother Wang Yu often buys candies for us to eat. If you bully him, we won't have candies to eat anymore, so I'll hit you."

  "You have a gun and I also have a gun! Quickly move the gun away from Uncle Guquan's head!"

  A little boy holding a water gun sprayed dirty water on the face of a leading military officer. The officer, enraged, closed his eyes to avoid getting dirty water in them, but felt a sharp pain in his hand as the gun was snatched away. When he opened his eyes, Gu Quan was already holding his gun, pointing it at his head.

  "Let our officer go!" The other soldiers were greatly tense, unexpectedly encountering resistance from the opposite side, and also drew their guns aiming at Gu Quan, Wang Yu and others.

  "Everyone, stop!" Wang Yuke didn't want to hurt the kids. This group of people was charging at him, and he had a responsibility to rush out and calm things down. "You're from the armed police squadron, right? No matter who sent you, you don't have the authority to arrest anyone. Are the public security bureau people just for show?"

  Wang Yu said, suddenly waving his hand behind the group of armed police officers. And shouted: "Captain Ma, you policemen shouldn't be late every time. The feeling of being pointed at by a gun is really not good."

  Ma Haitao smiled awkwardly and led a group of thirty or so police officers in a short sprint. Rushing to the center of the incident, he shouted loudly: "Who are you people? Show me your ID cards! Do you have gun permits? You didn't bring them? This is illegal private storage of firearms! Take them away, interrogate them, and maybe we can even uncover a major case of arms smuggling!"

  The leading armed police officer scowled and cursed, "Ma Haitao, what are you pretending to be? Just a few days ago when you were promoted, we were drinking together at the same table, now you're acting like you don't know us?"

  "Ah. So it's Huang Guangrong from the Armed Police Squadron, I didn't recognize you at first since you're not in uniform. But when did you have the authority to arrest people?" Ma Haitao's face sank, giving him no face at all.

  "I'm just following orders, don't find fault with me for no reason." Huang Guangrong was already feeling humiliated from being held at gunpoint by Gu Quan, and now he was being ridiculed to his face by Ma Haitao, his face flushing bright red.

  "I'm also acting on orders, either take your men and get out of here or go inside and sit down." Ma Haitao was full of confidence, not giving an inch, and deliberately wanted to humiliate Huang Guangrong in front of Wang Yu and Luo Xuan. This is what it means to be a pawn. The opportunity was too good to pass up, he couldn't wait to say something even more vicious.

  The standoff was ongoing when suddenly someone shouted sternly, "What are you doing? You're easily pulling out guns in a public place and losing face for the government. First put away your guns."

  Mi Lan appeared with the secretary and a group of government staff, maintaining order and minimizing potential chaos. This was an instruction and command from Secretary Zhao over the phone, which to some extent could also be seen as a request. By having Mi Lan help him maintain order, he owed her one favor.

  "The mayor of Rice City has arrived." Someone shouted, and the police and armed police, who had been hesitant, all put away their guns.

  A high-ranking official from the city has shown up, Huang Guangrong knew that his mission had failed and he wouldn't be able to take Wang Yu away today.

  Wang Yu smiled and nodded at Huang Guangrong, seemingly satisfied with their action of putting down the gun. However, the smile contained something that made Huang Guangrong's heart skip a beat. Moreover, Huang Guangrong's gun was still in Gu Quan's hand, how could he put it down?

  Gu Quan also understood the connotation behind Wang Yu's smile and put away his gun.

  Huang Guangrong's face turned red as he stretched out his hand, wanting to retrieve his own pistol.

  However, Gu Quan suddenly disassembled the gun with both hands, and within a few seconds, the Type 92 handgun turned into a pile of parts. Then, like throwing trash, he threw it at Huang Guangrong's feet.

  "Don't casually put garbage on others' heads next time, it will pollute the environment." The awakened jackal initially showed a bit of poisonous tongue, reminiscent of Xue Ruo's demeanor back then.

  The driver of the rice blue car glanced at Gu Quan in surprise, then whispered to Mi Lan, who was also surprised: "This man has an injury on his leg, otherwise, with his skills, the army would not have let him retire."

  Huang Guangrong was left with only humiliation after his fear. He stared at Gu Quan with a complex gaze, never expecting that this ordinary-looking middle-aged man was also a skilled shooter. There were too many people around Wang Yu, and he didn't lose out by losing to him.

  He squatted in the ruins, laboriously retrieving each pistol part, then silently led people away. Today was a great loss of face, he didn't even know how to explain it to his superiors.

  Wang Yu wouldn't even bother to save Huang Guangrong's face, instead patted Gu Quan on the shoulder and loudly praised: "Well done, Old Gu! You did a great job! Next time I'll treat you to a drink!"

  "It's only right, without two brushes, how dare I mix with Young Master Yu." Gu Quan felt a few ounces lighter in his bones after receiving Wang Yu's praise.

  This little conflict was like a dessert after dinner, Wang Yu didn't take it to heart at all, but only felt that the backhands of several officials in the provincial capital would not be so simple.

  "Wang Yu, come here for a moment, Mayor Mi has something to ask you." Secretary Mi Lan suddenly stopped Wang Yu who was about to leave.

  Wang Yu had a headache, really afraid of dealing with Mi Lan, why did she always call herself, didn't being a female mayor have any dignity and reserve at all?