[A trip to another dimension with a cute policewoman] 3

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(III)
Perhaps due to the excessive noise in the disco, or perhaps because the karaoke rooms were too soundproof,
the gunshot that had just been fired did not affect the thrill-seeking crowd in the disco. Only a few people nearby looked up and saw that
the customers at the tables directly below the private rooms had been caught in the crossfire. Not only were their heads covered in shattered glass, but just as they were about to react
and start cursing, several burly young men armed with guns jumped down from above. They immediately
swallowed the curses that were about to come out of their mouths and obediently shut their mouths.
Only a very few sharp-eyed people saw a dark figure fall to the ground along with the shattered glass, but they quickly
doubted whether they had seen things. Because the figure disappeared in a flash.
Wang Xiaohu moved quickly and stealthily, pressing
seven acupoints on his left chest with his right hand to stop the gushing blood. The price was that his entire left arm was essentially rendered useless
.
In one minute, the lights would come on. Wang Xiaohu's eyes scanned the dazzling disco
, carefully identifying potential plainclothes police officers hidden in the crowd.
After a brief analysis, he realized it would be very difficult for him to slip out unnoticed through the main entrance. Almost
in despair, he suddenly had the urge to fight his way back. Wasn't that the old saying true? The most dangerous place is the safest
place.
This thought triggered a flood of fragmented memories. He vaguely remembered
running to a balcony with a hot girl to make love. It seemed the surrounding buildings were lower than here; with a running start, it would be
possible to leave this building, which would mean escaping the police encirclement.
At this thought, Wang Xiaohu felt the same excitement as a thirsty traveler lost in the desert who had rediscovered a caravan.
Without hesitation, he moved his obese body toward the stairwell. When he jumped from the second floor, he had
noticed the middle-aged expert had followed him. If he didn't get entangled, he had a 30% chance of escaping
.
After a difficult half-minute, Wang Xiaohu slowly approached the stairwell, his figure flashing mysteriously as he disappeared
around the corner, then darted up the stairs.
Just as Wang Xiaohu was secretly relieved that he hadn't encountered the plainclothes officer, a woman's voice came from behind: "He's
here! Wang Xiaohu is here!"
Wang Xiaohu glanced down the hallway and saw a familiar-looking pretty woman pointing at him and shouting.
He cursed under his breath and rushed toward the third floor with all his might. His obese body moved with the agility of a porcupine,
leaving Lin Yuxin somewhat stunned in the distance. Good heavens, how can someone so fat run so fast?
Wang Xiaohu sprinted up the stairs, running all the way to the fifth floor. Normally, this might not have been a problem, but for
the severely injured Wang Xiaohu, it nearly cost him his life. Even more unbearable was
the sight of two dark gun ports waiting for him at the balcony entrance.
"I surrender!" Wang Xiaohu bluntly spread his hands, looking at the two composed plainclothes officers before him, his mood utterly
devastated.
"Hands behind your head, face the wall, squat down!" one of them growled.
"Okay, okay, please don't shoot, don't shoot! I'm... I'm almost unconscious, relax, I won't
resist." No disguise was needed; the shocking blood on his white shirt and the fat man's almost purple face
told the whole story—this was a wounded wild boar.
Wang Xiaohu, feigning innocence, slowly turned around, his hands clasped behind his head. Since his left hand was weak
, he used his right to pull his left up, perhaps aggravating his wound, causing him to groan in pain like a pig
.
Suddenly, the fat man, having turned around, slumped, screamed, lost his balance, and plunged headfirst to the ground. The two
plainclothes policemen nearby thought the fat man was in trouble, but instead, a pair of short, fat legs came flying backward, twisted behind his back.
If Captain Liu were present, he would have recognized this sudden "Swallow's Whirlwind," a
powerful move from the Yi Xing Bagua, emphasizing not only unexpected speed and force, but also mastering the opponent
's positioning. Wang Xiaohu was facing two opponents this time, making his "Swallow's Whirlwind" far more difficult
.
There was no turning back now; Wang Xiaohu was willing to gamble with his life. Fortunately, the two plainclothes policemen hadn't expected
that one person falling forward would also threaten him standing behind them. Therefore, when the sharp kick struck their wrists
, both men cried out in pain. Before they could react, the chubby boy, who had somersaulted into the air, launched
a sneak attack on their cheeks.
Both men were skilled, but the chubby boy, playing with reckless abandon, was incredibly ruthless. As soon as he regained his footing, he raised his left leg
and delivered a powerful kick straight for the throat of the plainclothes policeman on the left. The poor officer could only watch helplessly as a heavy boot
hurtled towards his throat.
With a soft 'thud,' the plainclothes policeman instantly lost consciousness. The jaw is the most vulnerable spot;
in boxing, a single punch can often knock an opponent unconscious. The reason he didn't kill was because Wang Xiaohu
didn't have a habit of killing.
The remaining plainclothes officer didn't react much for a moment; after a moment of stunned silence, he immediately went to pick up
the pistol from the ground.
Wang Xiaohu looked at the man, whose defenses were riddled with holes, with a hint of pity. He whistled mockingly, "Kid,
relying too much on guns will get you killed, remember that!"
The plainclothes policeman felt a sudden numbness in the back of his head, and his vision went completely black. He collapsed to the ground.
Wang Xiaohu didn't dare linger. He picked up the two guns that had fallen to the ground and ran towards the balcony. He had just stepped out the door
when he heard a sharp shout behind him: "Stop!"
Only an idiot would listen to you! The fat man, like a rabbit with its tail on fire, turned tail and ran for his life.
"Bang!"
It was a warning shot!
Wang Xiaohu's heart jumped. He knew the next shot would be aimed at his fat body. Although he
was quite fleshy, it would hurt a lot to have another hole in his body.
The fat man's mind raced, and he increased his running speed to the limit. He believed that as long as he kept running forward...
Five meters, and she could escape. But the most dangerous time was when she was airborne. She hoped the gods and
Buddhas would protect her; if the fat man didn't get shot, she'd burn incense and kowtow to them.
Lin Yuxin witnessed once again the terrifying speed of a porcupine. Her lower
body, experiencing a man's impact for the first time, felt a tearing pain as she ran. She was seething with hatred; if she could, she would
bite off a large chunk of his flesh, even if it was fat.
Professionalism forced her to suppress her vengeful rage. Calmly, she raised her arm. She had to admit, the fat man's
evasive escape was truly unbelievable; he was not only fast but also as slippery as a fat eel.
However, she was confident in her burst of fire. She was waiting; when this eel leaped up, it would be
her best opportunity.
Ten meters, fifteen meters, twenty meters, twenty-five meters—
watching her prey recede into the distance, a smug smile bloomed on Lin Yuxin's exquisite face.
Those who knew her would never forget it; when this beautiful young lady smiled like that, it not only bewitched men
but also foreshadowed someone's impending doom.
"Thump!"
The fat man stomped on the concrete, shooting into the air like an arrow.
Lin Yuxin's delicate eyebrows arched. Heart or leg? She let out a soft sigh. Every time she aimed and was about to pull
the trigger, a strange pleasure would surge from her womb, a tingling, warm current meandering along her flower path
. Taking a deep breath would relax her slightly. Heaven knows why, this bad habit
had accompanied her since the first day she handled a gun.
"Bang!" A high-speed bullet grazed the barrel and roared towards its target.
Lin Yuxin seemed to hear the sound of the bullet biting into flesh, and a soft moan escaped her high-bridged nose—
a low groan that filled her with immense shame. Sure enough, a warm, tingling sensation spread through her groin, and even the pain seemed to
vanish. She hadn't expected such a strong reaction to her first time shooting a bad guy.
Huh?
Lin Yuxin could hardly believe her eyes. The first shot, which she thought was a sure thing, had missed—
because the fat man, who was flying through the air in a spread-eagle position, suddenly twisted in mid-air, contorting like a diver
, and somersaulted forward. Even more surprising to Lin Yuxin was that the fat man's chubby hand
was pressed tightly between his legs as if he were hiding something precious.
Good heavens! So, so shameless!
Lin Yuxin staggered, covering her mouth. She tried to fire a second bullet, but the shameful fat man had vanished
without a trace.
Lin Yuqing stomped her foot angrily, rushing back to where Wang Xiaohu had jumped. Her injured private parts
throbbed with pain. When she reached the edge of the balcony, her pretty face, flushed and panting,
was even more beautiful under the streetlights and neon signs of the nearby buildings.
There was nothing suspicious moving within her sight. How could he have disappeared? After observing carefully
for a while, Lin Yuqing had to pull out a miniature communication device from her pocket, her voice trembling slightly with resentment
as she reported everything that had happened on the balcony.
Turning off the device, Lin Yuqing gritted her teeth and uttered three words: "Wang Xiaohu!" Completely unaware
of the encroaching darkness, the young policewoman only took two steps back before being pulled upwards by a clinging force
and vanished in an instant.
And our beloved evil little fat boy continued to roll, roll, roll...
Finally, there was a 'thump' sound, like he fell into the water, or like someone was being boiled like a dumpling.

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