Top-tier Unruly Master

Ding Fan actually had some admiration for Wu Qiang. He was able to concoct a story about a carjacking and murder in such a short amount of time.

"The person who killed Xiao Jie wasn't this man, it was Young Master Qu, and I saw everything with my own eyes. Don't wrongly accuse the innocent," the innocent girl stepped forward at this point.

Wu Qiang didn't even look at the girl; the road was deserted at that moment. The two policemen were also likely to take his side. As long as he could deal with Ding Fan, everything would be pinned on him for good.

As for the innocent girl, Wu Qiang had already planned for her. If she could be silenced, then it was fine. If she stubbornly insisted on testifying that it was Young Master Qu who killed the man, then he might as well create another car accident scene. After all, whether it's one dead or two, creating a scene would still be an easy and pleasant task.

"Arrest him! If he dares to resist, shoot him on the spot!" Although Wu Qiang was not the leader of the traffic police, the two policemen dared not defy the order issued by the director's cousin.

"Hands on your head, kneel down, or I'm really going to shoot."

At that moment, the tall policeman pointed his gun at Ding Fan from afar, while the chubby policeman walked towards Ding Fan with handcuffs.

"Kill him for me, acting all high and mighty with me..." Young Master Qu, who was slumped on the ground, pointed at Ding Fan with snot and tears.

Wu Qiang snorted coldly from the side. "Don't worry, Young Master Qu, if you want him dead, I won't let him live!"

Wu Qiang believed that Ding Fan certainly wouldn't dare to resist. He had made it clear that if Ding Fan resisted, he would definitely be shot dead for resisting arrest.

Wu Qiang didn't believe that Ding Fan wasn't afraid of death.

But just at that moment, Ding Fan actually made the first move, his body suddenly sprang into action. Just as the tall policeman approached Ding Fan and was still puzzled about what was happening, he felt a numbness in his right hand, which held the gun, and then the gun fell directly from his grasp.

In the moment the policeman was startled, Ding Fan scooped with his foot, and the falling gun was already in his hand.

Right after Ding Fan snatched the gun from the chubby policeman, he swiftly pulled the trigger of the gun in his hand.

Pop—a gunshot resounded through the area.

The tall policeman, who was standing at a distance providing backup for the chubby officer, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his hand, and then his gun fell to the ground.

Snatching the gun and shooting—the entire set of motions flowed seamlessly, dazzling all the spectators there.

That tall policeman was busy checking himself since Ding Fan had fired at him, but when he felt around and saw the gun on the ground, his eyes widened in shock.

The bullet Ding Fan fired at him had hit the gun directly.

Under such urgent circumstances, Ding Fan, after snatching the gun, didn't make any adjustments and shot directly, hitting the gun so precisely.

If it had been coincidence, it would be one thing, but if Ding Fan did it on purpose...

Thinking this, the tall policeman's face changed, wondering just how supernatural Ding Fan's marksmanship must be.

The tall policeman couldn't comprehend that a Cultivator was incredibly accurate in controlling hidden weapons, so manipulating a firearm was naturally easy, aiming with Divine Sense was different from using eyes.

"You dared to attack the police; do you realize how serious your crime is?" Although Wu Qiang was also surprised, he, an old hand, suppressed his astonishment and confronted Ding Fan.

"Attack the police?" Ding Fan snorted coldly.

"Since these two policemen decided to help Young Master Qu escape his guilt, they ceased being policemen and became your dogs. I'm merely fighting dogs here; it has nothing to do with attacking the police."

Ding Fan's words were pointed. However, the two policemen dared not utter a word.

Previously, Ding Fan kicked a sports car, then snatched a gun and shot with accuracy—any one of these facts alone meant they couldn't afford to provoke him.

"Kid, when you're in Dancheng, it's best not to be too arrogant, or else you'll die an ugly death," Wu Qiang said to Ding Fan.

"If you put down the gun now, and apologize to Young Master Qu, I might still let you go," Wu Qiang added.

At that moment, Ding Fan felt as if he had heard the most pleasant words in the world. He was in control with a gun in his hand, and yet, Wu Qiang was asking him to apologize to Young Master Qu. Ding Fan really wondered if this guy's brain had been hit by a car.

Just then, a police car arrived at the scene, coming to a sudden stop, and three or four people got out one after another.

"This man now has a police gun, and has attacked the police," the officers started saying as soon as they arrived, with Wu Qiang adding from the side.

The police officers, who were not dressed as traffic police, belonged to the same system. Considering the title of the director of the traffic bureau, Wu Qiang believed that these officers would definitely help.

Moreover, Ding Fan was indeed holding a gun at the moment.

"Don't be fooled by the bad guys. They killed my Xiao Jie, and now they want to frame this gentleman. Don't believe them," she said.

At that moment, the naive girl came over, stretching her arms in an attempt to explain something to the approaching officers.

"What are you mumbling about? I'll have you know, my father is the director of the traffic bureau, I am Young Master Dong. Kill that idiot for me, and I'll make sure my dad promotes and enriches you!"

Meanwhile, Young Master Dong shouted to the four policemen.

Indeed, Young Master Dong had drunk quite a bit, but after Ding Fan broke his leg, he had sobered up significantly.

"My friends, this indeed is the son of the Dancheng traffic bureau's director. If you handle that armed criminal, Director Qu will definitely not forget your brave actions," Wu Qiang said from the side.

Wu Qiang's words carried weight—an implication that if they dealt with Ding Fan, Director Qu would surely thank them properly.

Wu Qiang believed that these men would definitely attack Ding Fan for the sake of Director Qu.

However, just as Wu Qiang thought the police would definitely make a move on Ding Fan, one of the officers, who seemed to be a leader, walked straight up to Ding Fan.

"Is it really you, Brother Fan?"

Ding Fan was startled. He looked at the officer speaking to him and scrutinized him carefully. He recognized the man—it was none other than Xu Rui's cousin, Song Wenhui.

Brother Fan?!

Wu Qiang was stunned when he heard the officer call Ding Fan "Brother Fan". Could it be that these policemen had some connection with Ding Fan?

However, things had reached this point now. If not everything was resolved, not to mention anything else, just the matter of Young Master Dong hitting someone would be difficult to handle.

At that moment, Wu Qiang gave a meaningful look to a tall traffic police officer standing nearby.

The tall traffic police officer was quick to understand Wu Qiang's intent. "This man assaulted an officer and stole a gun. No matter what, we are the police and must uphold justice. We must arrest this gunman," he said promptly.

With those words, the tall officer labeled Ding Fan a shooting suspect.

Ding Fan looked at the tall traffic police officer in awe; the man had the audacity to talk about justice without even blushing.

Song Wenhui didn't even glance at the tall officer who spoke.

Although Song Wenhui hadn't been at the scene long, he had gathered many pieces of the puzzle.

Firstly, there was Wu Qiang's claim that Ding Fan had assaulted an officer and stolen a gun. Then there was the naive girl's assertion that Ding Fan was being framed by the other party.

Song Wenhui knew about Ding Fan, a man even his uncle Xu Guanjie spoke highly of. Even if Ding Fan had assaulted an officer and stolen a gun, there must be a reason behind his actions.

Taking into account the pieces of the scene he'd collected and his understanding of Ding Fan, Song Wenhui didn't believe it was as Wu Qiang and the tall traffic policeman had described.

"What happened?" Song Wenhui asked the naive girl.

"It went like this… Young Master Qu drank too much, forcibly pulled me into his car. My boyfriend tried to protect me by lying in front of the sports car, but… but Young Master Qu, in a fit of madness, drove the car and ran over my boyfriend… This gentleman stepped in to help, and later Young Master Qu tried to run over this gentleman too.

Fortunately, this gentleman dodged, but those two policemen sided with Young Master Qu. They wanted to frame this gentleman as the one who killed him, so he had to take their guns…" the naive girl explained the whole incident in great detail.

Upon hearing this, Song Wenhui's expression grew grim.

"Friends, although Director Qu may not be your direct superior, he is still part of your system. If you can help Director Qu get through this, he will definitely not forget it. Be it money, women, or a position, it's all up to you to decide. Director Qu handles things generously; you can count on that," Wu Qiang said nonchalantly, unfazed, after the naive girl had spoken.