Reborn in 1993, Dark Sea

"Captain Tang, they're all like this, are we really just going to ignore them?" At the edge of the square, a young plainclothes officer frowned and asked Tang Xiaobo, who was also dressed in plainclothes, beside him.

Tang Xiaobo is the captain of the criminal investigation team of Baoshan Public Security Bureau.

With such a commotion at Baoshan Square, the public had naturally called the police. Tang Xiaobo arrived at the scene with two plainclothes officers, but he just stood there without making any move.

"How do you manage it? Tell me how you manage it?" Tang Xiaobo said irritably.

"They're acting so arrogantly here, shouldn't we go up and stop them?" the young plainclothes officer asked, clearly not understanding.

"Don't act on a whim. Figure out the situation before you speak. They're setting up a fight to resolve their own issues."

Why are we stopping them? You can stop them for a while, but can you stop them forever?

They're bound to fight this eventually. If they can't fight it openly, they'll fight it covertly. That will make the situation even harder to control and will also harm innocent people, making things even more troublesome for us!

Why don't we let them fight it out first? Once they're done, those who deserve to die are dead, and those who deserve to be crippled are crippled. Then we can arrest those who need to be arrested and sentence those who need to be sentenced. That way, things will finally calm down.

If you go up and stop them now, believe me, all these people will treat you like an enemy.

"But Captain Tang, won't this cause problems? After all, if they really start fighting, people might die."

"Dead people? When does this city not have dead people every day?"

Look at this square, it's full of their own people, all thugs.

Don't worry, nobody cares whether they live or die. If these scoundrels die or are crippled, everyone will just applaud.

Even their parents wouldn't say anything; they know better than anyone what kind of people their children are.

If someone gets involved in a fight and dies, who's to blame? It's definitely not our fault.

"As long as no innocent civilians are harmed, no matter how big this incident gets or how many people die, as long as we arrest the perpetrators in the end, there won't be any problems. Do you understand?"

"Captain Tang..." The young plainclothes officer wanted to say something more, but was pulled back by another young plainclothes officer next to him.

Tang Xiaobo was too lazy to pay attention to the young man anymore. After sighing inwardly, he turned his attention to the arena.

"Young man, you've never learned your lesson... How can you handle this situation? If you don't handle it well, these thugs will gang up on you, and you'll end up in a martyrs' cemetery..."

Isn't it better to live a good life? ..."

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Two people were standing at the corner of a building not far from Tang Xiaobo and the others. One of them was Ah Sha, the member of the Big Circle Gang who had chased An Xiaohai at the entrance of the First Prison.

The other one was named A-Guo, and he was from the same hometown as A-Sha.

Honggang is in complete chaos now; one wrong move and you could end up dead in the street. The two had no choice but to smuggle themselves over and hide nearby.

"Ah Sha, let's go. Something might happen here. Do you see those people over there?" Ah Guo pointed with his chin at Tang Xiaobo and the others.

"See? It's just three cops, what's there to be afraid of?" Ah Sha glanced at Ah Guo. "We're just watching the show, we're not going to do anything."

"Alright, but Ah Sha, you absolutely mustn't get itchy hands."

"Don't worry, why are you so nervous?"

"I know you too well! These are turbulent times, don't cause any more trouble!"

"Okay, don't worry."

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When the time came, Wang Bulai slowly walked to the center of the field. He didn't look around; his eyes were fixed on Luo Jue, as if no one else existed.

Luo Jue gritted his teeth, picked up a knife, and walked to the opposite side of Wang Bulai. The two groups of people behind them also approached each other with knives, surrounding the two of them in the middle.

Although Wang Bulai's side was far outnumbered by the enemy, their morale was not weak either, and no one backed down in the face of battle.

If you lose, you can run away. But if you run away now, you might as well give up.

Surrounded by a group of underlings, Pu Ji leisurely watched the two people in the arena. Seeing that they were almost ready, he lazily said, "Let's begin."

The atmosphere in the arena instantly turned violent. Luo Jue's men brandished their knives and screamed, while Wang Bulai's men remained silent, creating an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

As soon as the Portuguese man finished speaking, Wang Bulai rushed forward, brandishing his machete and hacking away, immediately establishing his momentum.

Luo Jue had been a leader for a long time and was not easy to deal with. In addition, he had a height advantage, and Wang Bulai quickly suffered several knife wounds.

Wang Bulai, panting heavily, stared at Luo Jue. He knew he couldn't continue fighting like this; he had to finish the battle quickly, or he would have no chance of winning.

So Wang Bulai used his shoulder to block Luo Jue's knife, and then slammed the cleaver in his hand into Luo Jue's knee.

"Ah!..." Luo Jue let out a shrill scream, clutching his knee and collapsing to the ground.

Wang Bulai was in so much pain that his face was covered in sweat, but he still gritted his teeth and lunged at Luo Jue.

Just then, a brick flew out from the crowd and hit Wang Bulai squarely in the face.

Wang Bulai groaned and fell backward to the ground. Only then did the machete that was stuck in his shoulder fall off, hitting the ground with a ping-pong sound.

"I'll curse your whole family!" Xie Dan roared in fury, brandishing two machetes as he charged toward the Portuguese restaurant, followed by Ali and the others.

Portuguese businessman grinned and waved his right hand lightly. His henchmen yelled and rushed towards Wang Bulai and his men.

A large-scale bloody conflict was about to break out.

Just then, a dull motorcycle roared out, and two heavy motorcycles rushed into the scene at high speed. The group of thugs were so frightened that they scattered and cursed angrily.

Xu Tianyou let out a strange cry, twisted the throttle, and the front wheel of the motorcycle lifted up, slamming into a person. An Xiaohai, who was next to him, even heard the sound of ribs breaking.

That sound made my teeth ache!

An Xiaohai and Xu Tianyou weaved through the crowd on their motorcycles, quickly separating the two groups of thugs who were about to engage in a full-blown conflict.

"Wait! Everyone, don't be impulsive! Don't be impulsive! Get back here!" Pu Ji was anxious, grabbing his henchmen and shouting loudly. Pu Ji was so agitated because he recognized An Xiaohai on the motorcycle.

Ali naturally recognized An Xiaohai and immediately took control of his men, taking the opportunity to drag Wang Bulai back to his side from the center of the field.

At this moment, Xie Dan was the only one still standing in the center of the arena, holding two swords, his fierce gaze sweeping over his opponent.

With a deep rumble, the two motorcycles finally came to a stop before shutting off.

Xu Tianyou bit his lower lip and chuckled. An Xiaohai got out of the car expressionlessly and went to check on Wang Bulai's injuries.

Just then, another group of about twenty people arrived on motorcycles. They stopped in the middle of the field, completely separating the two groups. The leader took off his helmet and didn't say anything, just smiled at the panicked Portuguese reporter.

It was Ah Huo. He was worried that An Xiaohai would suffer, so he brought his men with him.

Ah Huo and his gang exuded a menacing aura, and the thugs on both sides could tell at a glance that they were not to be trifled with, so they retreated a little further away.

Ali held Wang Bulai in his arms and pressed hard on the wound on Wang Bulai's shoulder. Wang Bulai was panting heavily, his face was covered in blood, and the eye that had been hit by the brick was completely bloodshot, looking very frightening.

"Boss, I didn't let you down!" Wang Bulai grinned and said breathlessly as he saw An Xiaohai walk over and squat down.

An Xiaohai nodded gently: "Ali, take Alai to the hospital, leave this to me."

"No, I won't leave! I can still hold on!" Wang Bulai actually struggled to his feet. "The matter isn't resolved yet. The boss is here, the brothers are here, I can't leave!"

An Xiaohai glanced at the wound on Wang Bulai's shoulder again. The bleeding wasn't too much, so he should be fine for the time being. He nodded, gave Ali a wink, and then turned and walked towards the center of the field.