Take her as my wife

Tan asked how they arrived in D City after 1 a.m., and without time to rest, Xie Tao organized everyone into small teams: "Be careful, they are all desperate criminals with many criminal records, but the higher-ups said to try to catch them alive."

"Yes."

As a trainee, Tan Wen was the only one not carrying a gun, but he wasn't nervous at all, even though this was his first time going on an arrest mission with the criminal police team.

Such opportunities are not available to every intern; otherwise, a lack of experience can easily hold them back.

Tan understood that this was because he had performed well last time, and the leaders intended to cultivate him. Xie Tao also wanted to give him some experience, which is why he had this opportunity to come out.

This is a very remote, abandoned factory.

Without lights, they couldn't see anything clearly, and in order not to alert the enemy, they could only search in the dark.

Soon, a message came through the walkie-talkie from another squad: "Captain, we've found a cellar."

Xie Tao responded, "Don't move yet, we're coming right away."

He turned to Tan and said, "You, Xiao Zhou, Luo Fan, and the others just wait here."

Tan Wen knew that he wanted to take his men in to check the situation first because he was not armed.

Who knew that the group wasn't in the warehouse today? Less than five minutes after Xie Tao led his men inside, Tan Wen, with his sharp ears, heard the sound of an engine.

Tan Wen made a quick decision: "Hide and send a message to the captain—"

The group quickly dispersed and found places to hide. The night was dark enough, and there were no streetlights in the suburbs, which made it easy to conceal themselves.

A short while later, several cars drove in one after another, their headlights illuminating the dark environment.

There were many cars. Tan Wenmo counted: 4, 5, 6... a total of 8 cars.

There must be something fishy about the fact that so many cars came.

Soon, the group parked their cars in an orderly fashion. With so many headlights on, it felt like daytime.

Tan Wen and the others held their breath and watched the situation unfold.

Everyone was well-trained—except for one half-baked guy—Luo Fan.

He was hiding behind a metal box. Because he had been crouching for too long, he wanted to move a little. Unexpectedly, his sidearm hit the metal sheet and made a dull thud.

"Who's there—!" someone shouted.

Luo Fan's mental fortitude wasn't strong enough, and his legs had gone numb from squatting, causing him to stagger as he stood up. However, he had a gun, so he forced himself to stand, drew his weapon, and confronted the men: "Police! Don't move—"

But when he looked up, he was stunned—everyone in front of him was wearing a black mask, revealing only a pair of fierce and ruthless eyes, staring straight at him.

A rough count revealed that the other side had nearly twenty people.

The leader of the group noticed the pistol in his hand, narrowed his eyes, and said to his henchman, "Go check if the goods are still there."

Tan Wen immediately knew that the "goods" referred to the girls they had kidnapped for surrogacy. In order to buy Xie Tao and the others time to rescue the girls, Tan Wen knew that he had no choice but to confront them head-on.

The only "weapon" he had at hand was an old steel pipe.

He used this a lot when he was fighting before, it's not bad.

Just as the henchman was about to make his move, Tan Wen appeared and struck the person closest to him in the back and behind the knee with a steel pipe. These two spots wouldn't kill a person, but they would cause so much pain that the person couldn't stand up and would instantly lose their fighting ability.

His fighting skills are countless and highly refined.

As soon as he moved, the other detectives followed suit.

Battle is imminent.

Because of Xie Tao's instructions, everyone chose close-quarters combat, except for that idiot Luo Fan, who fired a shot in the chaos—

"boom--"

The silenced pistol made a muffled thud in the heavy darkness.

However, this shot also reminded Xie Tao that something unexpected had happened outside.

They quickly took the woman they found in the cellar out.

"Xiao Bin, A Kai, you guys protect the victim and get them out the back door!"

"yes!"

However, these women all had mild or severe intellectual disabilities, making it difficult to arrange things. Some even panicked instinctively, screaming and running around, the commotion reaching the front.

The scene in front was also in complete chaos. Tan Wen single-handedly took down a group of people. Although he was injured, they were all superficial wounds to him. His hand was torn open from excessive force, but he seemed to feel no pain and continued to grab the steel pipe and beat anyone he saw.

The leader was surprised to find such a capable fighter among the group of detectives, and his heart sank. He glared at Tan Wen fiercely.

He said something in a string of gibberish, then went back to the car first. When Tan saw that he was about to run away, he knocked down a few people and was about to chase after him, but his underlings swarmed and blocked his way.

The man's car sped away first.

Immediately afterward, several people tried to run away, but Xie Tao arrived in time. After firing three shots to signal them, those people stopped moving abruptly, but then pounced on them again, clearly unafraid of death.

In the chaos, one or two of them managed to escape, but the rest were all captured alive.

Tan Wen casually got into one of the cars that the group had driven, started the engine, and was about to give chase.

Xie Tao called out to him, "I'll go with you!"

"Let's go!" Tan Wen waited for him to close the door, then stepped on the gas and drove off.

Xie Tao slammed the back of his head against the seat back, cursing, "Damn it, slow down, slow down! My seatbelt isn't even fastened yet!"

The only response he received was the roar of the car's engine accelerating.

"Did you remember the license plate?" Xie Tao asked.

Tan Wen pulled out three license plates, and Xie Tao thought to himself: "What a monster! What a promising talent!" Two years... just wait two more years for this kid, and their entire police force might be on the rise.

Tan Wen added, "There must be a larger organization behind them. The few people you found before were just small fry."

"How so?"

"The man who ran away first was speaking Burmese."

Xie Tao was astonished: "You also know Burmese?"

"I know a little bit."

This was thanks to the time he spent with Brother Hong during high school. Brother Hong's club had several girls he had bought from Myanmar. Those girls had been in China for a long time, so they naturally learned some Chinese. Sometimes they liked to flirt with Tan Wen. Tan Wen wasn't interested in them as people, but he was interested in their language, so he studied with them for a while.

"Wow, what did he say?"

"Let's go back to Ba'an and find Boss Su."

While Xie Tao was still pondering who this "Boss Su" was, Tan Wen had already stepped on the gas and caught up with the car in front.

Hold on tight.

"Holy crap—"

The tires screeched, screeching as they rubbed against the road. Tan Wen swerved, overtaking the car in front, then drifted. The immense inertia gave Xie Tao a distinct feeling of weightlessness. He gripped the handrail tightly, his back pressed against the seat back—

The impact was sudden, the car shook violently, and then their car was pushed aside by the car that crashed into them head-on!

Another car crashed into a tree on the side of the road because the driver panicked and mishandled it.

The car was thrown several meters away. After it stopped, Xie Tao shook his dizzy head, opened the car door and got out. Tan Wen had already subdued the people in the car and thrown them into a mess.

The two who crashed into the tree were already bleeding from their heads and unconscious.

Xie Tao also bumped his head and got a big bump, but Tan Wen's forehead was bleeding.

Even though his face was stained with blood, it only made his cold and sharp features even more rugged and piercing.

Like a knife drawn from its sheath, ready to draw blood.

"Damn, that was a perfect 10/10... So cool."

It's like he's making a blockbuster movie.

Xie Tao took out a lighter, shook two cigarettes out of the pack, and handed them to Tan Wen: "Want one?"

After excessive adrenaline secretion, you definitely need something to calm down.

Tan hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took one, putting it in his mouth.

But when Xie Tao tried to light the fire for him, he refused.

"What's wrong?"

Tan Wen, a cigarette dangling from his lips, looked much gentler: "My girlfriend doesn't like the smell of smoke, so I'm quitting."

Xie Tao, a married man, deeply sympathized: "My wife doesn't let me smoke, but I can't quit. I've been smoking for years. When I'm stressed, I really can't go without one—do you have any secrets? Share them with me!"

Tan Wen remained silent for a long time before parting his thin lips and uttering a single word.

"like."

Xie Tao: "..."

I'm so sick of this cheesy stuff, damn it.

Those who are obsessed with love deserve to die.