I'm in charge here now

Zhou Quan's series of actions left He Wenzhan and the others behind him somewhat stunned.

They were PTU officers checking IDs; they didn't need the person involved to raise both hands over his head.

What's more, their Assistant Superintendent had even placed one hand directly on his service weapon.

Why had their Assistant Superintendent made such a big fuss?

Although they were quite puzzled, their Assistant Superintendent had already taken action, so naturally they wouldn't do anything to hinder him.

Everyone acted without hesitation, just like Zhou Quan, raising their hands to rest them on their Quick-Draw Holsters and slowly closing in on the four thugs opposite them.

Seeing Zhou Quan, He Wenzhan, and the others approach warily, surrounding them, the four thugs' expressions darkened to the extreme.

They really hadn't expected that, after having dinner and preparing to head back to their apartment to sleep, they would run straight into a fully armed PTU team. This sudden turn of events had caught them completely off guard.

They were still planning their next robbery, and were in the middle of gathering information.

Almost all their weapons and equipment were stored in the apartment upstairs.

Only the leader had a pistol hidden on him for self-defense.

If they had been facing the police head-on, he might have been able to fight back with the excellent performance of his weapon.

But at that moment, Zhou Quan and the others had already taken ready positions.

Even if that gang leader were John Rambo himself, he wouldn't be confident he could face several police pistols firing at him head-on.

Drawing his gun and suddenly resisting wasn't a good option. He'd have to find another way to get away.

"Where the hell did these lunatics come from? Since when do the police have to draw their guns whenever they check IDs?"

The gang leader forcibly suppressed the hatred in his heart and slowly showed his hands in front of him.

Then he pretended to be troubled and said, "Officer, my ID is in my back pocket. Would you like me to slowly take it out, or would you rather get it yourself?"

It had to be said that, since this thug had the nerve to make a living robbing other criminals, his nerves were far stronger than those of an ordinary person.

With those words, he was clearly trying to create an opportunity in his favor.

If Zhou Quan and the other officers let him get his ID, he'd have the chance to draw his gun without attracting too much attention.

The Big Black Star he carried was tucked behind his waist.

Confident in his marksmanship, and relying on his powerful semiautomatic pistol, loaded with nine rounds, he was sure he could drop the officers in front of him within seconds.

If an officer came up close to get his ID for him, he was equally confident he could instantly take the officer hostage and use him to secure a chance to escape.

Zhou Quan had long known the background of the four men from Chaozhou in front of him, so he saw right through the gang leader's little tricks.

Whatever he chose to do would give the thugs an opening.

Just as the gang leader had complete faith in his marksmanship and fighting skills, Zhou Quan was equally confident he could keep the other man under control.

If the thugs made even the slightest move, he could guarantee he would get the drop on them and kill them on the spot.

But Zhou Quan had no intention of doing that, because this time he planned to capture the thugs alive.

Unlike the armored-car robbery from some time ago, these men who robbed other criminals hadn't stopped after committing just one crime.

Based on what Zhou Quan knew, these thugs would also rob an underground bank and carry out a robbery of a national-treasure deal.

The four men from Chaozhou in front of him weren't the only members of their criminal gang.

Behind them was another group specifically responsible for gathering information.

Whether it was the entire criminal gang that robbed other criminals or the criminal activities they had targeted, Zhou Quan planned to let none of them escape.

Therefore, Zhou Quan thought his best option was to capture the four thugs in front of him alive.

There was another crucial point: in this situation, he was the one who truly had the final say.

How could he hand the choice over to the other side just because of a few words from a mere thug?

"Enough nonsense. I'm in charge here now. Just do as you're told!"

Zhou Quan couldn't be bothered to play along with the thugs. He drew his gun and pointed it straight at them.

"Now! Raise your hands over your heads and slowly lie down on the ground!"

Reports about firing a gun were difficult to bluff your way through, but Zhou Quan could easily handle drawing his gun as a warning.

After all, he wasn't on his own. He had powerful backing.

Faced with Zhou Quan's hard-line attitude, a look of panic immediately appeared on the gang leader's face.

If the four of them raised their hands over their heads and lay down as Zhou Quan ordered, he really wouldn't have any hope of turning things around.

A ruthless look flashed in his eyes. The gang leader grabbed one of his companions beside him and pulled him in front of himself.

At the same time, he reached for the small of his back.

He planned to use his companion as a human shield while drawing his gun and suddenly fighting back.

Though he usually worshipped Second Lord Guan and kept saying that a brother's life was his own, when it came down to a crisis, how could a brother's life matter more than his own?

The gang leader moved with great speed, but Zhou Quan had kept his eyes fixed on him. How could he let him get his way?

"Bang!"

Just as the gang leader had brought out the pistol hidden on him but hadn't yet fully ducked behind his companion, Zhou Quan decisively pulled the trigger.

In the blink of an eye, a Point Three-Eight bullet struck the gang leader precisely in the joint of his right elbow.

A serious injury to that spot was enough to disable the hand he'd use to draw his gun.

"Ah!"

The gang leader let out a terrible cry of pain, and the Big Black Star in his hand fell straight to the ground.

"Ahhh!"

"Murder!"

The next moment, cries erupted one after another from all around.

Though the street was old and run-down, it was by no means deserted.

The scene had already attracted some passersby, but when they saw Zhou Quan draw his gun, the onlookers had wisely hidden themselves.

Those who didn't want trouble left immediately, but there were also people who liked watching a spectacle, observing from a distance.

Only when the gunshot rang out did they cry out in alarm and scatter like birds and beasts.

Zhou Quan didn't care in the slightest about the onlookers' reactions.

Still pointing his gun at the thugs in front of him, he gave them one final warning, his expression cold.

"This is your last warning. Raise your hands over your heads now, then slowly back up five steps and lie down on the ground."