The reborn policewoman's dog solves numerous major cases, shocking the nation.

Chapter 162 Rescuing the Narcotics Officer! Mission Successfully Completed!

He didn't give any complicated instructions, but simply gave a look to Xiaoyu, the German Shepherd beside him.

Xiao Yu understood immediately.

As the leader of the "Five Dog Generals," it and Chu Sheng had long since developed a tacit understanding that transcended language.

Chu Sheng's eyes were a command!

The next second, Chu Sheng slowed down, deliberately making a slight sound, like a clumsy person who had accidentally stepped into a puddle.

"Who?!"

After turning the corner, two tense shouts immediately rang out, along with the "click" of a gun bolt being pulled back.

Just as they focused all their attention on the source of the sound.

A black lightning bolt shot out silently from a completely unexpected blind spot, right next to the wall!
It's Xiaoyu!
Its speed was so fast that it left an afterimage in the air that was difficult to catch with the naked eye!

"Ugh!"

"Pfft!"

Two short, agonizing screams rang out almost simultaneously.

The two guards, armed with submachine guns, didn't even have a chance to pull the trigger.

A man's wrist was precisely bitten by Xiaoyu's sharp teeth, and in the excruciating pain, the gun slipped from his hand.

The other person was slammed against the wall by Xiaoyu's strong body and instantly lost consciousness due to the enormous impact.

The whole process takes no more than three seconds.

Clean, efficient, and effective!

This is the power of the Wild Dog Grappling Technique, and also the terrifying aspect of the "Sharp Sword" Commando Team.

They are not wild beasts; they are highly trained, tactically coordinated, and top-tier canine warriors!
Chu Sheng nodded in satisfaction and led his team deeper into the territory.

Soon, they arrived at the deepest part of the black prison.

Here, there is a specially made cell that is clearly more sturdy than the other cells, constructed entirely of steel.

Outside the door stood four guards with calm demeanor and fierce eyes.

They were the Scorpion King's most elite guards.

"Woof. (The last obstacle! Let's finish this quickly! One each, Fatty, you're the biggest, take on the strongest one!)"

At Chu Sheng's command, the dozen or so fierce dogs behind him, including the Labrador Little Fatty, the Belgian Malinois, and the Rottweiler, instantly shot out from the darkness like arrows released from a bow!

Although the four guards were seasoned veterans and reacted extremely quickly, they immediately raised their guns and fired.

But at such close range, facing a surprise attack from more than a dozen ferocious dogs whose speed and strength far exceeded common sense, their resistance seemed so futile.

After a brief but intense struggle, all four guards were subdued and rendered incapable of fighting.

Chu Sheng ignored them and walked to the heavy steel door.

That familiar scent, the scent of a hero, wafted from behind that door, faint yet incredibly clear.

He didn't use the "Demolition Technique" again.

He simply raised his front paw and gently tapped three times on the cold steel door in a peculiar rhythm that only they could understand.

"Thump...thump thump".

This is one of the highest-level codes used by East Union special forces members to confirm each other's identities when carrying out undercover missions.

A brief silence fell over the cell.

A few seconds later, a hoarse, weak, yet incredibly excited voice came from behind the door:

"...The mountains and rivers...are safe and sound."

"Woof. (I'm here.)"

Chu Sheng gave his response in his heart.

He took two steps back, gesturing for Xiaoyu and the others to move aside.

Then, he took a deep breath and poured the power of the Howling Dog bloodline into his entire body!

"boom--!!!"

His not-so-tall body slammed into the specially made steel door, which was five centimeters thick, like a cannonball!

A loud bang!
The entire steel door, along with its frame, was violently slammed inward by an unparalleled force, twisting and deforming before collapsing with a deafening roar!

The smoke and dust cleared. Chu Sheng saw the person he had come to save.

He was a man in his thirties, chained to the wall, his body covered with old and new wounds, looking utterly wretched.

But his eyes were surprisingly bright.

In those eyes, there was no despair, no pain, only an endless shock and excitement, like seeing the dawn, when they saw Chu Sheng and the group of solemn police dogs behind him.

His name is Lin Feng. He is the longest-serving and highest-ranking narcotics officer sent by Donglian to infiltrate the "Scorpion Group".

A month ago, his identity was exposed due to betrayal, and he was imprisoned in this dark and gloomy dungeon, where he suffered endless torture.

He was prepared to sacrifice himself; his only regret was that he couldn't bring these heinous drug traffickers to justice.

He had considered countless possibilities, including the idea that the organization would send someone to rescue him, but he never dreamed that the rescuers would be a pack of dogs.

The one in the lead was... a husky that looked a bit silly and cute?

"You...you are..." Lin Feng's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

Chu Sheng did not answer. He stepped forward, opened his mouth, and used his teeth to precisely bite the shackles on Lin Feng's hands and feet.

"Crack! Click!"

The steel shackles were as fragile as cookies in front of his teeth.

Lin Feng, now free, stretched his numb limbs. He looked at the husky in front of him, its head tilted and its clear blue eyes looking at him, and felt a mix of emotions.

He knew he owed it a life.

He struggled to his feet and solemnly saluted Chu Sheng and the dozen or so imposing police dogs behind him.

"Undercover officer Lin Feng from the Donglian Narcotics Enforcement Team thanks you for the rescue!"

As Chu Sheng looked at him, he seemed to see countless nameless heroes like him, silently persevering in the darkness, protecting the light with their lives and blood.

He responded with a low growl.

"Woof. (Don't worry, we'll take you home right away.)"

Then, he turned around and gave his final instructions to the squad behind him.

"Woof. (Mission accomplished, all personnel retreat!)"

But at this moment.

His nose, the nose that had been infused with a divine sense of smell, suddenly detected another extremely obvious flow of energy.

It was a mixture of cold sweat from extreme fear, expensive cologne, gunpowder smoke, and... a deep-seated, cloyingly rotten, sinful scent, like poppies.

That's the smell of Khun Sa, the leader of the "Scorpion Group".

He did not die in the horde of beasts on the ground.

At this moment, the smell is traveling rapidly towards the underground parking garage along another, more concealed ventilation duct.

He wanted to run away.

The thought flashed through Chu Sheng's mind in an instant.

Reason told him that his primary task was to ensure Lin Feng's safe evacuation; nothing else mattered.

but……

Chu Sheng glanced at Lin Feng beside him, who, though rescued, was still covered in blood and whose eyes were filled with deep-seated hatred.

He recalled the innocent souls in those ordinary prison cells he had just passed, who had been treated like "piglets" and tortured beyond recognition.

He thought of the countless families on this land torn apart by these drug dealers.

National law and natural justice?

That's used to restrain "people" in civilized society.

Are Khun Sa and his core group of followers even considered "human"?

They are demons in human skin, the most vicious and in dire need of eradication "lesions" in this jungle.

To deal with lesions, what's needed is the sharpest scalpel and the most thorough removal!
And tonight, in this jungle he rules.

He, Chu Sheng, is the law!
A crazy and ruthless idea instantly formed in Chu Sheng's mind.

He wants to conduct a trial.

A final judgment based on the law of the jungle, conducted without any formal procedures, yet absolutely fair!

(End of this chapter)