Chapter 21: Deadlock (1/2)

Xu Cheng knocked out the cigarette in the young boy’s hand and scolded, “What is a high school student doing smoking? Letting these high-quality cigarettes be smoked by a boy at your age is such a waste!”

“The teacher’s not even trying to tell me what to do, but you are in my face?” The young boy raised his eyebrows and said, “It’s boring already to live! If I can’t even smoke then what’s even the point?”

“Your brother doesn’t try to discipline you?” Xu Cheng asked.

“He does his own thing, and I go to school, but I think it’s boring.” The boy snorted.

Just then, Young Master Lin and his friends came to pick his little brother up in a sports car.

The boy laughed, “Brother, you are going to lose the bet.”

“Doubt it.” Young Master Lin jumped off of the car and took a good look at Xu Cheng to see if he had any injuries. After confirming that there weren’t bruises or wounds anywhere, he said, “You still dare to go on patrol? I heard Young Master Yun and those guys were really gonna be locked up this time for 15 days, and believe it or not, my bet is on you getting beat up really badly tonight.”

The little boy reminded Xu Cheng, “My brother knows this circle very well. If he says that you will get beat up, then you will definitely be attacked. I think it’s best if you go hide for a bit.”

“Being a policeman in itself is a dangerous profession. I’m more scared of losing my job if there aren’t any people breaking the law.” Xu Cheng couldn’t care less. After finishing his cigarette and seeing that most of the kids safely went home already, he realized that it was about time for him to go on patrol.

“You are just a patrol officer, why are you trying so hard?” the little boy said as he saw Xu Cheng walking away.

Xu Cheng turned around and replied, “I know the water in Shangcheng is deep, but everyone has a purpose. You guys follow your laws, and I execute my laws.”

Young Master Lin sneered, “I did some fortune-telling for you. You will see blood in the next two days. You are welcome.”

Xu Cheng smiled and directly left with his motorcycle.

Young Master Lin and his brother and friends talked as they watched him drive away.

“I heard that Yun Bing’s buddy, a guy called Luo Shao, found someone from the North Gate Gang to do some ideological work on the patrol officer,” the second-generation heir said to Young Master Yun, and the so-called ideological work just meant inhumane torture.

“Although North Gate is the weakest out of the four gangs, it’s still quite annoying to be entangled by them. This group of people was not completely eradicated in the past 20 years, and now they are more like a triad that knows about the law,” Young Master Lin replied.

“That’s why the government has a headache, but it’s not something we should care about.” Someone said to Young Master Lin, “You wanna bet?”

Young Master Lin turned over. “Bet what?”

“You know, bet how many days this little patrol officer can hold out.”

The others closed in as well. “Why not bet something bigger?”

The others raised their brows, not knowing what this guy was referring too.

“Like… bet when this patrol officer’s going to disappear from Shangcheng? The moment he loses his job will be the moment he disappears.”

The blonde-haired boy brushed his hair and added in, “I think he might surprise you.”