The person sitting next to the man aid a gun at Jun Mochan, but before he could pull the trigger, Cheng Lei had already made his move.
With one shot, he took out the man who was aiming at Jun Mochan.
The person sitting in front of him imdiately stood up.
The entire venue descended into chaos.
At this mont, a team of people rushed in from outside: "Police, everyone raise your hands, don’t move!"
Jun Mochan’s mouth twitched with disdain, his long legs lashing out to strike the man’s hand, conveniently kicking the gun next to the man away as well.
He pressed his gun against the man’s forehead: "Advise them not to move, or you’ll be going down with ."
"Are you still trying to fight with at a ti like this? Can’t you see the police have arrived?" The man raised his hands and surrendered.
The police were fighting with the people of the black market boss, and Jun Mochan pressed his gun against the man’s forehead: "Tell them to put down their guns."
"You’re Jun Mochan, you ca to catch us," the man suddenly said, "Catch him and we’re saved, no, catch his wife first."
Jun Mochan protected Ye Ranran behind him, having brought her here ant he was fully prepared.
Cheng Lei nodded slightly to the people below, and so the third row from the back turned around, firing wildly at the second row from the back.
Those people hadn’t even realized what was happening before they were dead.
"Told you to obey, but you wouldn’t listen." Jun Mochan sneered, retracting his blade and knocking the opponent out, then handing him over to Cheng Lei.
"Let’s go, I’ll take you back first." Jun Mochan grabbed Ye Ranran’s hand.
The scene was in utter turmoil, most people had been controlled by the police, but a small group had not, and everyone had heard the shout from just before.
Everyone knew who Jun Mochan was; although they hadn’t seen him, his na was very well known to them.
Nobody was foolish, they understood why he was here, so the remaining people all lunged at Jun Mochan.
"Protect young master." Cheng Lei was the first to open fire.
At the sa ti, he placed the hidden sniper rifle on the ground, pushed hard with his arm, and slid the sniper rifle towards Jun Mochan.
A hand reached out to grab it on the way, but Ye Ranran stomped on it, then picked up the rifle.
The hefty weight made her pause for a mont, Jun Mochan’s eyes were always on her, anxious in his heart, yet he said nothing.
"Husband, for you." Ye Ranran handed the rifle to Jun Mochan.
It was fortunate they were in the last row, with no one behind them; Jun Mochan and Cheng Lei had created a tight defensive net, so there was no danger.
Sniping was what Jun Mochan excelled in, he was a forr sniper, and when he touched the sniper rifle, a strange gleam appeared in his eyes.
Then Ye Ranran witnessed Jun Mochan’s marksmanship again, a sweep that was as fierce as a thousand troops.
As he walked over blood-sared ground, all those restless, uneasy souls cald down.
In front of the strong, the weak have only to submit.
Just like that, Jun Mochan walked out with Ye Ranran, and when passing by the deputy director of the police station, Jun Mochan gave him a slight nod.
After Jun Mochan left, the deputy director ordered the relics to be collected, looking at the people on the scene, he could hardly hide his excitent; his promotion was in sight.
Jun Mochan took Ye Ranran to the car, just as he was about to get her in, Ye Ranran, with her sharp eyes, saw soone coming out from a side door.
"Husband, look at that person, sneaking around, is he one who slipped through the net?" Don’t bla her for overthinking, that person really did seem too suspicious.
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