Reborn as a Noble’s Son - Chapter 307

Chapter 307: Chapter 304: On the Edge of Life and Death_1
The one calling out was Feng Dajun, a standing member of the Dameng County County Committee, Secretary of the County Political and Legal Committee, and head of the County Public Security Bureau. At this moment, authorized by his older brother Feng Dabiao, Feng Dajun was brimming with confidence. One can imagine how dazzling the glory that would come from capturing these audacious robbers would be, it seemed as if his promotion was not far off. With two county officials in one family, the Fengs would undeniably be the leading family in Dameng County from then on.

At this moment, Nie Zhenbang stood up. In the interrogation room, he had found a dozen three-inch nails. He did not want to consider why they were in the interrogation room. In these days, forced confessions through torture were not an unusual occurrence. Even the rumored practice of beating suspects before interrogating them had happened in many places across the country.

Seeing Nie Zhenbang holding the nails, Gao Wei was somewhat curious and asked, “Brother, what are you planning to do?”

Nie Zhenbang seemed relaxed, opening a small gap in the curtain, and smilingly said, “Give these people a warning.”

Having said that, he poked a hole in the window glass. Below, Feng Dajun and his men were startled by the sound of breaking glass. At this moment, Nie Zhenbang tossed out the nail in his hand, immediately followed by another.

Below, with two loud bangs, a nail was stuck in the loudspeaker, and next to it, the roof light of a new Santana police car shattered. Once this move was revealed, the whole place went silent.

Nie Zhenbang carefully adjusted the curtain carry, then weighted it. Nowadays, Nie Zhenbang did not believe that Dameng County would have any snipers, but precautions must be taken just in case. After all, being careful is always necessary.

Gao Wei, on the other hand, was so surprised that his mouth fell open. After a long while, he said, “Brother, you’re awesome! What is this, kung fu?”

Nie Zhenbang casually smiled. It was not kung fu at all. The nail was so long and thick that it wasn’t much different from a dagger. Besides, when they were practicing shooting needles, the requirements were higher. Nie Zhenbang then said with a smile, “It’s nothing. It’s the same as throwing a flying knife. If you train for two or three years, you’ll be able to do it.”

Nie Zhenbang had his own ideas. Recklessly firing guns was bad for both him and Dameng County. The guns in Nie Zhenbang’s hands would only be used as a last resort in a dangerous situation. The throw he just executed carried a hidden warning, showing these people below that he poses a threat and to not rush up recklessly.

Sure enough, facing Nie Zhenbang’s move, Feng Dajun was shocked as well. Feng Dajun was not professionally trained. He was just a street thug at heart. The looming danger startled Feng Dajun. If it were before when he was still a thug, Feng Dajun might have rushed up to fight. However, with a higher position and more women, he had grown afraid of death.

After hesitating for a while, Feng Dajun looked somber and asked his people, “What should we do? The robbers are so audacious that they even dare to attack us. What should we do?”

Some deputy directors under Feng Dajun were rather typical sycophants who enjoyed eating, drinking, and having fun. Tang Yutian, on the other hand, had more experience in these matters.

At this moment, the executive deputy director stepped forward and said, “Director Feng, I think it’s dangerous here. We should retreat a little. These people seem to be experts. They are currently at their strongest and have just entered. We must tread cautiously to avoid unnecessary harm.”

Another deputy director echoed, “Yes, Director Feng, for now, let’s play psychological warfare with these robbers to test their patience. We can outlast them. When they are tired, we can strike unexpectedly.”

To distinguish between Feng Dabiao and Feng Dajun in Dameng County, Feng Dajun was generally referred to as Director Feng even when he was the only one present. This was because referring to both officials as Secretary Feng would have been confusing sometimes.

Feng Dajun looked at the building, feeling rather fearful of the nails that had just been thrown down. If it had hit him in the eye, he would have been blinded. He was not willing to take such a risk. These criminals were desperate, and his life was too valuable to be risked. After thinking for a while, Feng Dajun nodded and said, “Alright, we’ll do as you suggest. Order the criminal investigation team to keep a close watch. We’ll go back and hold a brief meeting to discuss our strategy.”

Any so-called brief meeting was nothing more than an excuse to slack off. With roughly 12 hours left until nightfall, Director Feng and his men were certainly not going to stick around.

At the break of dawn

It was the most exhausting time of day for most people. At this time, Feng Dajun arrived once again. After a refreshing afternoon and a few hours rest at his girlfriend’s house, Feng Dajun was full of energy. Standing aside, he waved his hand, and several policemen began to approach the building in preparation for a surprise attack. At that moment, two more nails were thrown down, shattering car windows. The sound was particularly harsh in the quiet night.