Chapter 912: No More Time to Worry About That

It wasn't until then that the man Sun Nian had pinned to the ground shouted loudly

"What did I do? What right do you have to arrest me? Huh?"

Unfortunately, Sun Nian ignored him completely and very quickly pulled out a pair of silver handcuffs. With a series of "click-click-click-click" sounds, the guy's hands were cuffed behind his back.

Immediately after, from the right side of the kid's lower back, Sun Nian pulled out a "juebazi" that looked quite new.

A juebazi, also known as a "single-shot," was a type of homemade handgun that could only fire one bullet at a time.

Calling it a homemade handgun was perhaps less accurate than calling it a bullet launcher.

This was because the caliber of these things varied; they were built specifically to fit the bullet.

Unlike Sun Nian, the two company commanders had produced their silver handcuffs at some unknown point before the attack.

Without anyone seeing exactly how they did it, one end of the handcuffs was already locked around the wrists of the men they were dealing with.

To be honest, the technique was incredibly skillful to behold, as if the opponents had voluntarily offered their hands.

Following this, the two commanders each grabbed their respective targets, performed a swift turn, and slammed their opponents down with powerful shoulder throws.

After two loud "thuds," the two men crashed violently onto the sandy road.

It was clear that the fall was genuinely painful, as the sound they made hitting the ground was quite loud.

Immediately afterward, the two of them let out almost identical screams of agony

"Holy shit!"

Just like that, in only three rounds, these two were also successfully subdued.

It had to be admitted that the "Hat Brothers" of this era, since the vast majority were veterans who had transitioned from military service, all knew a bit of real combat skill.

At the very least, ordinary thugs were certainly no match for them.

Turning back to look at Wang An, the scene was completely different from that of Sun Nian and the two company commanders.

The main point was that while Wang An didn't know martial arts or grappling, he was very adept at fighting.

After all, whether it was one-on-one duels or group brawls, Wang An had experienced them countless times; one could say Wang An was a genuine veteran of a hundred battles.

Unfortunately, fighting and grappling were two entirely different things.

Therefore, to prevent the opponent from pulling a gun and causing greater harm or impact, Wang An suddenly threw a punch aimed right behind the opponent's ear—specifically at the trigeminal nerve.

Because Wang An was a man with a great deal of self-awareness, he knew very clearly that with his own strength, capturing and subduing the opponent was absolutely impossible.

Thus, having no other choice, Wang An figured he would first knock the guy's brain into a stupor, and then arrest him while he was dazed.

This way, he could prevent the opponent from having the chance to pull a gun and hurt people, while perfectly completing the assigned task.

As for things like arresting the wrong person or framing someone, such matters were outside the scope of Wang An's considerations.

In Wang An's view, any ordinary person who carried a gun wherever they went was definitely not a good person; they were all just pieces of filth with bellies full of malice.

Of course, Wang An himself was exactly the same way.

To be honest, Wang An's first instinct had actually been to smash the opponent's head directly with a stone or a brick, as that was the fastest way to knock someone down.

However, Sun Nian had called out the count too quickly, leaving Wang An no time to find a brick or a stone.

Sure enough, Wang An's sudden punch completely dazed the unsuspecting fellow.

Just as the man's eyes grew hazy and he wondered what was happening, Wang An seized the opportunity and kicked his big foot straight into the guy's calf.

What Wang An never expected, however, was that the kid had something tied around his calf. As Wang An's foot connected, he felt a sudden surge of sharp pain shoot through his ankle.

Subconsciously, Wang An grimaced and yelled

"Ow, holy fucking shit!"

Fortunately, the force of Wang An's kick was great enough that, while Wang An felt sharp pain, the opponent was also knocked down by the blow.

Perhaps Wang An's punch hadn't been hard enough, or perhaps it hadn't been accurate enough, but regardless, the kid woke up fully after hitting the ground.

It must be said that once he regained his senses, the kid was quite agile. He rolled to the right, crouched halfway on the ground, and then stood up, cursing loudly

"You motherfucker, do you want to die?!"

Before Wang An could answer, the kid's right hand reached toward his lower back. Clearly, the kid was going for a gun.

Only then did Wang An realize why Sun Nian and the others didn't choose to knock people unconscious before arresting them, but instead chose to use technique to force them down.

Because while humans seem fragile and certain parts of the body are easily damaged, it must be admitted that in a bare-handed fight, it is very difficult for an ordinary person without martial arts training to knock another ordinary person unconscious.

Seeing the kid reaching for a gun, Wang An's eyes widened, and he suddenly stopped feeling the pain in his ankle.

Of course, at a time like this, there was no time to worry about that, so Wang An pulled out his Type 54 first. With a flick of his right hand, a round was instantly chambered, and then the Type 54 went off with a "bang."

To be honest, with that sequence of movements, perhaps only a top-tier international sharpshooter could have done it that way.

Ever since the time Wang An saw Sun Nian's bare backside and was nearly kicked to death by her, Wang An had spent a long time diligently practicing his draw speed.

Wang An firmly believed that the reason he had almost been kicked to death that time was because his draw was too slow.

If only his muzzle had been pointed at Sun Nian half a second earlier, Sun Nian would have certainly behaved herself and stopped being so arrogant.

Wang An's marksmanship was beyond doubt. As the gunshot rang out, the kid's wrist was directly shattered by the bullet, and the old box-cannon he had just pulled out fell to the ground with a "clatter."

Immediately following this, the kid let out a scream that didn't sound human.

It had to be said that the local people were truly fierce. Even though a gunshot had gone off, aside from a few cowards who ran away, the remaining onlookers didn't even flee; instead, like idiots, they watched the scene with faces full of excitement.

The ignorant were watching the spectacle, but Sun Nian and the two company commanders were suddenly jolted.

One must remember that this was a noisy, crowded place, and bullets have no eyes. With one slight mistake, innocent people could be injured or even killed.

Furthermore, the sound of the gunshot would certainly alert the loan sharks in the courtyard.

(End of Chapter)