Impulse

Chapter 26: Impulse

Yang Zhen'er turned her head to Tang Baona in disbelief and said, "He... he... he just cursed at me, right?"

Indeed, Xiang Kun's initial reaction of "Damn it" had been directed half-way toward her, making it seem very much like he was swearing at her.

Xiang Kun was quite a distance from the blond man, and the glance back had lasted only a fraction of a second before he immediately pretended to look elsewhere, so neither Yang Zhen'er nor Tang Baona realized he had been staring at someone else.

Seeing Xiang Kun walk away after tossing out a "We'll talk later," Yang Zhen'er couldn't let it go. "No way, I have to make him come back and explain! Why was he cursing?"

Tang Baona pulled her friend back, hesitating, "I think... he wasn't cursing at you? Maybe it's just a verbal tic, like saying 'Oh crap' or something? He seemed to be in a hurry..."

But before she could finish, she was already being dragged forward by Yang Zhen'er.

Xiang Kun might have only been walking quickly, but his pace was still rapid, weaving through the crowd with great agility and speed. If he hadn't stopped, the two women wouldn't have found it so easy to catch up to him.

Seeing Xiang Kun stop, Yang Zhen'er walked over and shouted, "Baldy! Who were you cursing at just now?"

Xiang Kun turned back to look at them, surprised. "How did you two follow me here?"

Then, realizing something, he said helplessly, "Sorry, I was just distracted, a swear word slipped out. But I really wasn't cursing at you..."

Yang Zhen'er frowned. "Then who were you cursing at? What are you doing here, and why are you acting so suspicious while on the phone?" She pointed at the phone he was holding, which was still in an active call.

Seeing the expression on Xiang Kun's face, which didn't seem fake, Yang Zhen'er and Tang Baona realized he did indeed seem to be in the middle of something.

Just as Xiang Kun was about to answer, he suddenly turned to face the narrow alley, from which the blond man actually charged out.

Xiang Kun's dynamic vision was now far superior to that of an ordinary person; he clearly saw the blond man's twisted facial muscles, his vicious eyes, and his right hand, which was tucked against his right hip, tightly gripping a short dagger.

Is this guy crazy?

Without tension, fear, or panic, Xiang Kun didn't dodge the blond man charging out with the dagger. Instead, he took a step to the left, blocking the man's path out of the alley. Then, as the man lunged with the dagger, Xiang Kun's left hand accurately and casually pinched the man's wrist, pulling his body forward, while his right hand—still holding the phone—directly braced against the man's stomach and flipped him into the air.

In that brief encounter, the blond man was leveraged into the air, landing heavily on his back. His head took a significant impact, leaving him dazed, and the dagger he was holding slipped from his hand due to the twist in his arm.

Seeing the blond man shake his head and try to crawl up by pushing off the ground, Xiang Kun naturally wouldn't allow it. He walked over, pinned the man's lower back with his knee to force him back down, and then used his left hand to pull both of the man's arms behind his back, pinning them down with his knee.

Although the blond man struggled fiercely, under the suppression of Xiang Kun's strength, the entire process looked incredibly simple. Xiang Kun even solved it using only his left hand—his right hand was still holding the phone.

"Fuck! Let me go, you bastard! Damn you! I'll kill you! I'll kill your whole family! Fuck your *&%￥#@!..."

The blond man cursed wildly, so Xiang Kun grabbed his hair with his left hand and pressed his face directly into the pavement. This way, the man couldn't open his mouth, and even without opening it, his nose and lips were already scraped bloody.

Generally, it is very difficult to pin someone's face to the ground with one hand because the person being pinned will inevitably struggle and turn their head, making it hard to control.

But Xiang Kun's strength was overwhelming compared to this blond man, and he did it easily with one hand. With his other hand, he adjusted his glasses, which had slid down, and looked up at the stunned Tang Baona and Yang Zhen'er. "Don't be afraid, this is a wanted criminal. I've already called the police, they'll be here soon..."

After pinning the blond man down, for some reason, Xiang Kun suddenly felt an urge to smash the man's head in, or to press down with his knee and snap his spine.

But Xiang Kun was certain that he wasn't affected by the man's cursing, nor was he angry because he had been attacked with a dagger.

This impulse was sudden and inexplicable. It was hard to describe; it felt more like when you spend a great deal of effort to learn a new high-level skill in a game and want to find a monster to test it on, or like spending a lot of time and energy practicing a song or a dance and wanting to find a stage to perform it for others.

After completely suppressing and restraining the blond man, Xiang Kun suddenly had an urge to release his strength to his heart's content.

However, this impulse was just a passing whim and wasn't very strong. Xiang Kun could control it, so he looked up at Tang Baona and her friend to shift his focus.

When the blond man first charged out, Tang Baona and Yang Zhen'er hadn't really noticed, and they certainly hadn't seen the short dagger in his hand.

So, when Xiang Kun suddenly grabbed a person, threw him into the air, and then brutally pinned him to the ground, it genuinely scared them. They instinctively huddled together and took two steps back.

But as Xiang Kun restrained the blond man and looked up to explain, and as they saw the short dagger that had fallen to the ground, they finally understood.

Officer Chen's voice came through Xiang Kun's phone: "Mr. Xiang, what's going on?! What happened over there? Did you take action? Did you engage with the suspect?..."

Although the confrontation between Xiang Kun and the blond man was brief, the commotion was significant. Being on a crowded street, after initially scaring the nearby pedestrians into clearing a circle, it quickly attracted a "crowd," with some people immediately pulling out their phones to start recording.

Fortunately, the police arrived in less than two minutes.

Several officers had been dispatched under Officer Chen's orders. They took over the blond man, confirmed his identity, handcuffed him, and took him back to the station. Xiang Kun went along with them.

Before getting into the police car, Xiang Kun gestured to his phone toward Tang Baona and Yang Zhen'er, signaling that they would be in touch later.

Watching the police car carrying the blond man and Xiang Kun drive away, followed by more police cars arriving, Yang Zhen'er couldn't help but whisper to her friend, "Nana, you said he was unemployed before. Could he actually be working as a police officer now?"

"How is that possible? It's not that easy to become a cop, and he didn't graduate from the police academy." Tang Baona frowned, though she had to admit, looking at the series of events they had just witnessed, he really did look like an undercover officer handling a case. And they had almost interfered with his arrest.

Could it be that Brother Bin and Sister Han were wrong, and Xiang Kun's actual job was a police officer, and being a programmer was just his cover?

Without realizing it, Tang Baona's imagination began to run wild.