Special Forces Medic

Inside the room, three men placed the stolen phones and electronic goods on the small table, picking out items they wanted to keep and setting aside the ones to sell. The chubby guy reached out to grab a seven-inch tablet, but the skinny man smacked his hand away. "This could fetch a good price. Do you think keeping it will get food on the table?" he said, placing the tablet among the items to sell.

"How much can you get for a second-hand one?" the chubby guy asked reluctantly, eyeing the tablet with a craving he couldn't satisfy.

"Go check out who could be here this late."

The man referred to as the boss came out of the kitchen with a towel, having heard the knock on the door. The skinny guy glared at the chubby guy and stood up from the floor, saying, "Take your weapons, be careful." The boss handed the skinny guy a stick, then glanced down at their day's loot; though the cash wasn't much, the electronics might bring in some money.

The peephole showed only the top of a head. "Seems like it's a woman!" The skinny guy turned back, winking at the two inside, thinking there's no decent woman who'd visit at this hour — this street was only inhabited by prostitutes.

Upon hearing it's a woman, the chubby guy's eyes lit up. He hadn't been with a woman for a long time, and now one had come knocking at their door. He sprang up from the floor, saying, "Let me see."

Wu Shuang frowned, knocking on the door forcefully. She desperately wanted to kick the door open, but Xiao Lin had repeatedly instructed her to appear as a good citizen, even though she felt it was completely unnecessary.

"Boss, she's a beauty!" The chubby guy looked through the peephole, nearly drooling, and the skinny guy kicked him in the butt, disgusted by his lecherous demeanor, almost wanting to treat him like a woman and assault him.

"Who's there?" the skinny guy shouted towards the door.

"Anyone need special services?" Wu Shuang replied in a sharp voice, lifting her head as her eyes focused through the peephole.

"How much?" The chubby guy leaned excitedly against the door.

"Let me in first, then you can pay whatever you see fit, it's freezing out here." Wu Shuang spoke coquettishly, her sweet voice nearly melting the chubby guy.

It was too late for the skinny guy to stop him. The chubby guy eagerly opened the door and gave way. Wu Shuang stood upright before him, and upon seeing her in person, he pounced forward like a starved beast.

"Sir, you... seem a bit too hasty." She kicked the chubby guy away, surprising him with her counterattack, as he was flipped over onto the ground.

"Damn it, what do you think you're doing, woman?" The skinny guy charged forward after witnessing the commotion. The sight before him puzzled him — the woman was quite attractive and didn't look like someone from the street.

"Police!" Wu Shuang flashed her badge professionally. "You are suspected of being involved in a robbery case, come with me to the police station."

"Boss, it's the cops, run!" When the chubby guy heard this, he scrambled up from the ground and bolted inside the room, grabbing a bag and sweeping the loot into it, then tossed it to the boss.

The skinny guy glanced back at the chubby guy and swung the wooden stick towards Wu Shuang's head. "There's only one, easy to deal with."

She dodged, and the stick collided with the wall, making a loud noise. Wu Shuang landed a punch on the skinny guy's face, breaking his nose and causing blood to stream from his nostrils. Reeling from the pain, he flailed the stick about wildly, almost striking Wu Shuang a few times. She couldn't approach recklessly due to his erratic swinging, so after spotting an opening, she kicked him to the floor and cuffed him to a table leg.

With one opponent subdued, Wu Shuang was still excited as sharp pain shot through her left arm. A short, sharp knife zipped past her, while a figure lunged at her. Just when it seemed she was about to be caught, a Silver Needle whizzed in, forcing the shadowy figure to dodge, and the needle fell to the ground.

Xiao Lin leaped in through the window, landing a punch that sent the chubby guy sprawling. The man called "boss," noticing another person present, abandoned his assault on Wu Shuang and turned to face Xiao Lin instead.

The pincer attack left Xiao Lin momentarily unable to check Wu Shuang's injury. He kicked the chubby guy back to the ground while aiming a punch at the boss's abdomen, which he narrowly avoided. Xiao Lin underestimated this man somewhat and turned his focus solely on the boss.

"Who the hell are you guys?" The boss asked while dodging Xiao Lin's attacks and retreating towards the door.

"Watch out!" Wu Shuang shouted, pulling out her gun to fire a shot past Xiao Lin's shoulder, hitting the chubby guy's right hand bone.

The chubby guy let out a pig-like scream, and seeing the opening, the boss seized his chance to flee through the door.

"Missy, you nearly got me killed there." Xiao Lin noted how Wu Shuang fired without hesitation, seemingly indifferent to his safety.

"One got away!" Wu Shuang ignored Xiao Lin's complaint and turned to chase after the boss.

"You stay here, call the police. That guy won't get far." Xiao Lin pulled Wu Shuang back and checked her arm's injury. "The wound isn't deep, don't exert yourself or it'll be harder to treat if it tears."

Sounds of a scuffle echoed from below. From the noise, it seemed Hua Qingyi was gaining the upper hand, yet the boss had some skill, too.

"Shouldn't we go help?" Wu Shuang asked, worried, as Xiao Lin sat beside her, craning his neck to catch a glimpse of the situation downstairs.

"Can't handle such small fry? How could they dare remain in Dragon Soul?" Xiao Lin said dismissively, cuffing the chubby guy and skinny guy together.

"Did you snatch a young girl's purse yesterday?" Xiao Lin asked while crouching on the ground.

"No!" The skinny guy denied, weighed down by the chubby guy.

"No, huh?" Xiao Lin looked skeptically at the skinny guy. "I don't like liars. How much did you take from her?"

"Nothing!" The skinny guy continued to deny.

"Really!" Before the conversation ended, the skinny guy groaned as a rib snapped in his chest. "The cops haven't arrived yet — lie until then, and I promise every single bone will break, leaving no trace for them to find."

His handcuffed wrist to the table leg and the hand pinned beneath the chubby guy left the skinny guy powerless against Xiao Lin's kicks. "One last chance: how much did you steal from the girl?"

"Four hundred thirty-five!" The skinny guy shouted just before Xiao Lin could kick again. They hadn't intended to rob the child; business had been slow, unsuccessful in several attempts. They feared returning empty-handed, knowing the boss would punish them. Upon seeing a little girl counting money on the roadside, they... (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote your recommendations and monthly tickets, as your support is my greatest motivation.)