Gao Min had originally intended to stop them from resorting to violence—just restraining the troublemakers would suffice. Then she could call the police station to have them take over.
But to her surprise, this group of underworld figures acted without hesitation, swiftly taking down all dozen or so thugs in an instant.
Watching the scene unfold, Gao Min couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. After all, these troublemakers were no saints.
However, the combat skills of these black-clad underworld members were downright terrifying. Take that cold-faced young man, for example—his fighting style was unrefined, yet it was incredibly fast, ruthless, and precise.
His baton strikes landed exclusively on the most vulnerable parts of the human body, yet he perfectly avoided fatal injuries. This display of ultra-precise violent artistry sent shivers down her spine.
She admitted to herself that she couldn’t match such precision, nor was she a match for him in a fight.
What a shame, she thought. With such physical prowess and skill, he chose a life in the underworld.
Still, in her eyes, this was relatively tame. It wasn’t unusual for underworld figures to be skilled fighters. What truly shattered her worldview was what happened next.
After dealing with the thugs, the black-clad group began securing the scene. Some took out cameras to document evidence, while others blatantly rearranged the fallen thugs into poses wielding weapons—right in front of her. The entire process was executed with chilling familiarity.
This… this…
For a moment, Gao Min was at a loss for words to describe the surreal scene.
At the same time, she grew even more wary of this suddenly emerging gang.
In her jurisdiction, a highly organized underworld group with such a strong grasp of legal procedures was anything but good news.
Just then, Liu Yutong approached her and extended a hand. "Hello, nice to meet you. Liu Yutong."
Gao Min shook her hand. "Gao Min."
Studying the girl dressed in black, she couldn’t hold back. "Do you realize that brawling is illegal?"
"Officer Gao, don’t go throwing accusations around," Liu Yutong replied. "We were stopping a crime, not brawling. Besides, even a police officer like you was attacked. Doesn’t that count as preventing an assault on law enforcement?"
Gao Min was taken aback. "How did you know I’m a cop?"
"Lucky guess," Liu Yutong said. "But that’s not important. What matters is that we assisted you in stopping criminals who were harming others. Don’t you think we deserve a commendation for bravery? I promise to hang it in the most visible spot in our company—to remind everyone to do more good deeds."
Gao Min glanced at her, then at the sea of intimidating black-clad figures surrounding them.
Awarding a commendation to a gang?
Was she joking?
Yet, she couldn’t find a way to refuse.
Their argument was logical, and asking for a cheaply made commendation banner wasn’t unreasonable.
But as a police officer, the idea left her uneasy.
If word got out, people might assume the police had some shady connection with the underworld.
Police-gang collusion?
"Officer Gao, you’re not thinking of refusing, are you?"
At first, Liu Yutong had only been joking, but now the idea of receiving a commendation seemed appealing. It would motivate her subordinates, remind them that there was more to life than gang activities, and nurture a sense of justice—encouraging them to do good.
Gao Min hesitated. "I—"
Before she could respond, another group of thugs with dyed hair appeared in the distance, marching toward them in force. Leading them was none other than Liu Hao, aka "All-Seeing Eye."
"Who the hell has the guts to cause trouble in my territory?" he roared, his voice carrying ahead of him.
Kneeling on the ground, Yu Fei heard Liu Hao’s voice and cried out in relief, "All-Seeing Eye! Hurry, save me!"
A response came almost immediately.
"Hold on, Young Master Yu! We’re coming!"
Two seconds later.
"Young Master Yu… sorry, we’re outta here!"
Yu Fei: "???"
What just happened? Had he misheard?
Time ticked by with no further movement, as if Liu Hao’s voice had been nothing but a hallucination.
Yu Fei began to wonder if the beating had messed with his mind.
In reality, Liu Hao was already drenched in cold sweat, leading his twenty-odd followers in a hasty retreat—more like a full-on sprint.
When he’d gotten Yu Fei’s call, he’d rushed over, assuming it was just some reckless idiots causing trouble in his turf.
But the moment he saw that familiar woman surrounded by black-clad figures, he realized he was the reckless one.
Damn it, this woman was way too meticulous!
Was this really necessary?
Just because of a past misunderstanding, she’d chase him all the way to Bright Pearl City?
Liu Hao was convinced she’d captured Yu Fei just to lure him out—to crush him before he could become a threat.
Thankfully, he was quick-witted, sharp-eyed, and even quicker on his feet. Otherwise, things would’ve gone very badly.
His followers, however, were utterly confused.
"Boss, are we really abandoning Young Master Yu? He pays us a lot every month."
"Yeah, isn’t this kinda dishonorable?"
"......"
Liu Hao turned and glared at them. "What’s more important—money or your lives? If you wanna die, go ahead! But don’t say I didn’t warn you. Write your wills first. If you’ve got elderly parents, forget it. If you’ve got wives, I can take care of them for you."
The men instantly dropped any thought of rescue.
"Nah, nah, we’ll take care of our own. No need to trouble you, boss."
"......"
Liu Hao then filled them in on the black-clad group’s reputation—how they’d eliminated people in Wushui County, how they’d dominated the local scene, even taking down the area’s biggest crime boss.
Though he’d moved to Bright Pearl City, Liu Hao still kept tabs on Wushui County. News of those events had spread, and a little digging revealed who was behind them.
He’d been grateful for his own foresight in fleeing early—otherwise, he’d have ended up like Niu Ben.
His words sent chills down their spines, leaving them gasping.
Thank goodness their boss had reacted fast. Otherwise, they might’ve shared the fate of those in Wushui County.
Still, some couldn’t help but think: "If these black-clad guys are so powerful, wouldn’t switching sides be a smarter move?"
Little did Liu Hao know that by sharing these rumors, he’d nearly lost his entire crew.
Meanwhile, back at the scene, a minor complication arose for Liu Yutong.
Gao Min had already contacted the police station again—this time directly calling the chief to request backup for the scene.
But at that moment, one of the thugs—perhaps fearing he had a criminal record and wouldn’t get out if arrested—took advantage of the chaos and bolted.
Gao Min, driven by professional instinct, chased after him without a second thought.
Her pursuit left only the gangsters and Liu Yutong’s Wanlong Hui group at the scene.
Deng Zheyan, whose face had been nearly swollen from earlier slaps, looked at Yu Fei and his crew trembling on their knees, and a bold idea crossed his mind...
He now realized Liu Yutong either hadn’t noticed him or had truly forgotten about this insignificant nobody.
This genius decided to exploit Gao Min’s authority, acting like a dog barking under its master’s shadow, and took revenge on Yu Fei and the others.
He’d been holding back for too long.
Damn it, he’d lost all face in front of Gao Min earlier—now was his chance to reclaim some dignity.
“Why so quiet now?”
“You were having so much fun beating me earlier. Cat got your tongue?”
With that, Deng Zheyan kicked one of the kneeling thugs.
The guy was cautious, though. After the kick, he glanced back to confirm Liu Yutong and her crew showed no reaction—which only emboldened him further.
Strutting over to Yu Fei, he delivered a sharp slap across his face.
“Weren’t you some big-shot young master? What happened to that mouth of yours?”
“Thought you were tough? Come on, show me that attitude again!”
“..........”
Every word was punctuated with another slap, turning Yu Fei’s already swollen face even puffier.
Terrified of the black-clad enforcers, Yu Fei could only endure the abuse, not daring to fight back.
A few minutes later.
After venting his rage, Deng Zheyan couldn’t help but shout, “So satisfying!!!”
It was his first time realizing how exhilarating it felt to beat someone down—all that pent-up frustration finally released.
Once done, he prepared to thank Liu Yutong and her people. After all, they’d collectively taught Yu Fei’s gang a lesson. Weren’t they allies now? Couldn’t they bury the hatchet?
But the moment he turned around, the black fleet of cars roared to life and vanished without a trace, leaving him stunned.
“What the—?”
“In such a hurry? Did your house catch fire?”
When reality sank in, his heart dropped.
Slowly, he turned back—only to meet the twisted, vengeful faces of Yu Fei and his men. His forced smile looked more like a grimace.
“Misunderstanding… all a misunderstanding! I’m not with them! I hate their guts too—”
“Just don’t hit the face, okay?!”
“AHHH!!!”
“Just like that, you’ve conquered me,
Cut off all escape routes,
My heart stands firm,
Yet my choices are foolish…”
