Transmigrated into a female-oriented novel, and put an end to the domineering CEOs all over the city

In the command center of Bashi Public Security Bureau, Hong Zhan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

He felt that his career was probably over, completely over.

So much had happened in the past two weeks that he didn't want to recall it anymore. In short, it all boiled down to one sentence: it was all a problem with the public security system.

This morning, he personally led a team to raid the Mo Group. Although the process was a bit thrilling, the result was thankfully without serious consequences. The president and his assistant were successfully captured, which could be considered as making amends.

He was thinking that he could finally breathe a little easier.

And what happened? Before it was even completely dark, news came that armed thugs had stormed into the provincial party committee's residential compound.

He almost choked when he heard the report.

This isn't just slapping him in the face; it's pressing his face to the ground and grinding it with the sole of a shoe.

Tired, destroy it.

Not much to say.

Now, the top two leaders of the provincial party committee and government, as well as this department director and that department director, are all on-site supervising from the command center of the provincial public security department.

They call it supervision, but it's really just keeping an eye on things.

The provincial party committee's residential compound was broken into by rioters, and none of them could go back.

A large group of high-ranking officials from Ba City all crowded into the Municipal Public Security Bureau, standing in the command center like him, staring at the big screen with increasingly grim expressions.

The entire command center was so quiet that only the sound of keyboards clicking and the communications between the commander and the officers could be heard; the atmosphere was oppressive.

Hong Zhan took a deep breath and said calmly, "Commander, have the special police assault teams 1, 2, and 3 advance from four directions towards the family compound to form an encirclement. Riot police teams 4, 5, and 6 should also be fully deployed."

"Dispatch all patrol and special police teams from the surrounding area to the scene as reinforcements."

"Minghai District Police Station: All officers are to be deployed. All leave is to be cancelled. Return to duty immediately."

"The Minghai District Traffic Police Detachment has implemented traffic control at the intersections around the residential compound, allowing only exits and no entry."

"Notify the Armed Police Detachment to activate the emergency response mechanism. The emergency response team will be dispatched first, and the rest will be on standby."

He issued orders expressionlessly, one after another.

He's completely gone all in.

His political career may be over, but none of the thugs who brought him down today will get away with it.

He's done playing; he's going all in with all the available mobile resources of the Bashi police.

Special police? Deploy them all.

Riot police? Leave no one alive.

People on vacation? Get back here, all of you.

Tonight, no matter who's on the other side, not one of them will escape.

On the other side of the command center, Lu Feng and Mayor Tang Lijun stood with their hands behind their backs, their faces expressionless, revealing neither joy nor anger.

Other leaders at all levels stood behind the two men, all eyes silently fixed on the screen in the command center. No one spoke, and no one dared to utter a single word at this moment.

The breach of the provincial party committee's residential compound is an extremely serious and egregious incident.

This is not a good thing for either the Party Secretary or the Mayor.

If handled promptly and no casualties are caused, the situation can be salvaged.

But it's only "barely".

However, if a family member is actually attacked, the nature of the situation will be completely different, and the list of those held accountable from top to bottom will be very long.

But Lu Feng's mindset is different from theirs.

Although his expression remained calm, his mind was racing.

Because only he knew that the black Dongfeng Mengshi was his son's car.

This gang of thugs came specifically for his son.

He couldn't worry about anything else for the time being; all he hoped for now was that Lu Jingxiu would be quick-witted and that nothing bad would happen to him.

…………

After Lu Jingxiu drove the car into the residential area, he slowed down and drove slowly forward along the internal roads of the residential area.

Lu Na sat in the passenger seat, looking down at her phone. The screen displayed the steps to make a recipe.

The car stopped at an intersection.

The road on the left leads to the residential building where his father, Lu Feng, lives, while going straight leads to the core area where the top provincial leader lives.

That area is not open to just anyone. There are armed police on duty at the entrance and armed police patrolling inside. The level of security is completely different from the treatment of ordinary provincial and municipal leaders on the periphery.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Lu Na looked up and asked curiously.

"Waiting for someone." Lu Jingxiu stared at the rearview mirror.

Lu Na nodded, didn't ask any further questions, and continued browsing the recipes.

Suddenly, the roar of an engine came from behind, growing louder as it approached.

Looking in his rearview mirror, Lu Jingxiu saw a line of black Porsche Cayennes rushing towards them like madmen. The lead one didn't even use its turn signal and crashed directly into the rear of the Dongfeng Mengshi.

Lu Jingxiu took a deep breath.

He guessed these people would follow, but he didn't expect them to be so arrogant.

They really dare to play bumper cars in the provincial party committee's residential compound? What kind of outlaws is Mo Linyuan keeping?

He floored the accelerator, the engine roared to life, and the car shot forward as if it had been kicked.

"what!"

Lu Na was pushed back by the sensation and instinctively gasped.

She didn't know what had happened, but when she glanced in the rearview mirror, she saw the familiar black Porsche SUV.

She was startled; it was one of Mo Linyuan's men's cars!

But she didn't dare to make a sound, gripping the handle with one hand and covering her mouth with the other, afraid of interfering with her brother's racing.

Lu Jingxiu's face remained expressionless, but he sneered inwardly.

There are armed police in the core area. He wants to see what these tyrants' henchmen will do then.

The Porsche behind them was right behind them.

Soon, Lu Jingxiu drove to a spacious passageway and parked the car.

Because there was a detached residential building not far ahead, and in the open space in front of the building, a silver-gray retractable gate was blocking the middle of the road.

Beside the door was a guard post, inside which stood an armed police officer in an olive-green uniform, looking out through the glass.

Upon seeing Lu Jingxiu's car parked at the entrance, the armed police officers prepared to come out and inquire.

But just then, his walkie-talkie suddenly rang, the sound exceptionally clear:

"Security at the gate is calling! A group of armed thugs have stormed in and are moving in your direction! Repeat, armed thugs, be on alert!"

The armed police officer's expression changed drastically. He immediately retreated to his post, pressed the alarm button, and simultaneously requested backup via walkie-talkie.

The piercing alarm sounded instantly.

He immediately raised his gun, the barrel protruding from the window of the guard post, and pointed it steadily in the direction Lu Jingxiu had come from.

Immediately afterwards, one black Porsche after another rushed over.

The lead vehicle didn't slow down at all and crashed into the rear of the Dongfeng Mengshi with a loud bang.

The impact caused the Dongfeng Mengshi to lurch forward for a moment, and then...

The front of the Porsche Cayenne was instantly crushed, the hood popped up like a crumpled piece of paper, and the airbags inside deployed with a bang, knocking the two men in suits in the driver's and passenger's seats until their faces were covered in blood.

The two men in suits sat in the car, their faces still showing a bewildered expression.

No, we just bumped into the back of the car in front, how did it get damaged like this?

The airbags even deployed. Was the vehicle in front a tank in disguise?

Several black Porsches quickly drove up to the front and sides of the Dongfeng Mengshi, surrounding it completely.

Other Porsches pulled up behind them, their doors slamming open.

Immediately afterwards, amidst the expressions of the armed police officers who seemed to be thinking, "Am I seeing things?", a group of men dressed in black suits, wearing sunglasses, and carrying steel pipes, baseball bats, and batons got off the vehicle.

They were preparing to surround the Dongfeng Mengshi truck with menacing force.

Then they saw the armed police officer pointing a gun at them from the guard post.

The two stared at each other, and the air was silent for two seconds.

"Holy crap, man, why does this security guard in the neighborhood have a gun? Is it real?"

One of the underlings kept looking the soldier up and down and asked him a question.

"Yeah, buddy, why is this security guard wearing camouflage? It's different from the ones at the main gate."

The other henchmen also started whispering amongst themselves, their steel pipes drooping slightly involuntarily.

Nobody dared to move.

"Shut up, all of you!" The leader of the team knew a thing or two. He stared at the green camouflage on the other side, his mind racing with a million thoughts.

How come there are armed police in this residential area?! It's just an ordinary residential area!

"Everyone, drop your weapons!" the armed police officer shouted, his gun barrels remaining firmly in place.

The team leader swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

He lowered his voice and asked the underlings beside him, "When you guys came in, did anyone clearly see the name of this neighborhood?"

"It's called Andingli, there's no other brand," one of the henchmen replied, his tone quite certain.

The team leader fell silent.

He glanced at the armed policeman opposite him, then at the dozens of henchmen behind him wielding melee weapons, and for the first time, he wondered if he had come to the wrong place.

He didn't understand why there would be an armed policeman squatting in a neighborhood called "Andingli".

This is way too low-key! If you put up a "Military Control Zone" sign, I wouldn't come in!

He was in a dilemma. Although they had a large number of people, including forty or fifty, the man in green camouflage on the other side was just one person.

Fifty to one, the advantage is in my hands! If they all rush in, they'll surely create a vibrant, competitive spectacle...

but……

This guy, damn it, has a gun.