When the opponent has a knife or other harmful objects and displays a tendency for violence, police weapons should be used to control corresponding force.
Therefore, the first reaction of those Japanese police and Jingshang Gaoming was not to kill but to subdue.
Because from the beginning of their training, the police aim is not to kill but to stop.
But just as the thug fell to the ground, Gu Ji did not hesitate to dash forward, twisting his waist and turning his body, his right arm wielding the baton, smashing it down on the fallen thug in an instant.
The opponent grinned, suddenly standing up and lunging at Jingshang Gaoming with a knife.
In midair.
A dark shadow, accompanied by the sound of wind, suddenly struck the thug’s wrist holding the knife, crack!
Although the baton’s tip was made of engineering plastic, Gu Ji’s forceful swing was amazing, and the thug’s wrist fractured with a sound, the blade falling to the ground, but that was not the end.
Gu Ji kicked the short knife away with one foot, then followed with another swing of the baton towards the thug’s head.
"Gu Ji!"
"Bang!"
Despite Wu Kang’s urgent shout, this strike hit the thug’s skull soundly, the white Hannya mask fell off, and blood trickled down his scalp.
Seeing the thug still grinning, Bang, Gu Ji delivered another blow.
Finally knocking the opponent down completely, leaving him unconscious.
Gao Bo hurriedly glanced at Shi Zhengmin and the others behind him, fearing Gu Ji might make a mistake.
But before they could speak, Gu Ji coldly said to Jingshang Gaoming: "Pick up the knife, save the bullets! These people are drugged up and are insanely unafraid of death! We must break out quickly, or we’ll all die here!"
Jingshang Gaoming looked back at the group of police from the Tama Police Station.
Just like the previous Liangben thug, even when being shot, these thugs were fearless, like zombies in a biohazard movie; as long as they weren’t knocked out or killed, they would go all out attacking the police.
Therefore.
Seeing five or six policen with guns, still being overwheld by the sa number of knife-wielding thugs and knocked to the ground.
"How could this be..."
Looking at Jingshang Gaoming’s dumbfounded expression.
Gu Ji didn’t know if he was pretending or truly unaware.
Even the Xia Kingdom police knew that a drug called "Paradise" was popular in the Japan and South Korea region. Could the Tokyo tropolitan Police Departnt be clueless?
When those Liangben thugs put on the white Hannya masks, Gu Ji was already on guard, having experienced the checkpoints of the underground building, he deeply understood how terrifying these desperados, whose minds were affected by hallucinogens, could be.
Zeng Dan glanced at him, suddenly sensing a shadow flashing past.
"Watch out!!"
"Damn it!"
Gao Bo, already filled with rage, stepped across, rcilessly striking a thug’s face with his baton with a bang, the thug’s mask shattering, leaving a visible bloody mark across his face, even causing blood to flow from his nose and front teeth, yet he still crazily lunged at Gao Bo.
At this mont, Jingshang Gaoming finally reacted, rolling on the ground to retrieve the Japanese short knife that had dropped earlier.
Getting up, stretching his arm, twisting his shoulder, with a push, stabbing the knife into the thug’s shoulder holding the knife, with force twisting.
"Urgh..."
Despite the addition of hallucinogens, it couldn’t withstand the blade digging into the nerve, the pain reaching the bone marrow, it seed, the Japanese riot squad’s thods are ruthless enough, the thug’s facial features instantly twisted together, and the knife fell from his hand.
Gu Ji tapped his shoe.
Like kicking a shuttlecock, he kicked the short knife up from below and with a flick of his left hand he caught it, holding it with the blade pointing down.
Facing four charging Mountain Path Association thugs.
Wu Kang and Gao Bo took one each, and Shi Zhengmin and Chen Zhiyu joined the fray.
Gu Ji gathered his energy and dashed forward, leaping to the right and swinging down, hitting a thug’s skull with his baton, making his head buzz, seizing the chance, stabbing a knife into the opponent’s arm, mimicking Jingshang Gaoming’s technique, twisting forcefully.
"Aah!" The thug scread, dropping the knife.
"Big brother!"
"Big brother!!"
Before they could deal with the thugs before them, a deafening sound of a charge could be heard, and suddenly, a large group of gang thugs rushed into the dining hall corridor, seemingly the ones who had eaten outside and were waiting at the door earlier.
Upon hearing the gunshots and screams inside the house, they started fighting among themselves while squeezing into the dining hall.
Seeing dozens of burly, fierce-looking thugs rushing towards them, Lang Shaobo turned pale, trembling all over, nearly crying out.
"What, what to do, so many people!!"
"Take advantage of the chaos and slip out!!"
Gu Ji knew this group of thugs obviously wasn’t targeting their group.
The more chaotic the dining hall, the more it worked in their favor.
"Follow Gu Ji’s words, charge out!" Shi Zhengmin choked a Mountain Path Association thug unconscious, pulling Zeng Dan and charging towards the dining hall corridor.
"Damn it! Gu Ji, the corridor is full of thugs!"
After charging into the corridor, Gao Bo looked around, the long corridor was full of fighting gang mbers, each with injuries, suits all sliced by blades, blood staining the white shirts, the strong sll of blood stinging noses.
Gu Ji’s eyes were like lightning, quickly scanning the house structure he had observed before.
"Charge to the right, there’s a window there!"
"One beat!"
Jingshang Gaoming raised his gun and shot down an oncoming thug, taking Gao Bo forward.
While Gu Ji and Wu Kang held the rear, suppressing from the back.
Fighting while paying attention to the corridor’s position, Gu Ji saw they were near the window.
"Gao Bo! It’s grass outside! Breakout!"
After knocking thugs unconscious, Gao Bo heard Gu Ji’s command, without hesitation taking a step back, roaring, grabbing a suit jacket from the ground to shield his face, suddenly crashing through the window, "Damn it!!"
With the sound of shattering glass, Gao Bo also rolled onto the grass outside.
"Officer Qiou, Mrs. Qiao! Quick!"
Gu Ji held a knife, stabbing it into a thug’s thigh.
Chen Zhiyu and Zeng Dan knew the scene was dangerously urgent, wasting not a single second, imdiately jumping through the broken window following Gao Bo.
Once Shi Zhengmin was done, only Wu Kang and Gu Ji were left.
Jingshang Gaoming, back-to-back with the two, said in English:
"You all go first! I’ll hold the rear!"
Unexpectedly, this guy who usually seems arrogant, was actually quite decent in critical monts.
Actually, this was sothing Jingshang Gaoming was supposed to do, as he was a Japanese police officer, working on a joint case with Xia Kingdom’s national security, he was also responsible for personnel safety.
"Wu Kang, go quick!"
After pushing Wu Kang out, Gu Ji leaned on the window fra, shouting at the sa ti:
"Back against the window, use the gun to intimidate, I’ll pull you out!"
"Understood!"
Jingshang Gaoming, who used to be part of the riot squad, which was half a special police team, instantly grasped the retreat thod Gu Ji described.
He tossed the short knife he held out the window.
Holding the P230 pistol with both hands, he shot down a charging thug, swiftly retreating to the window, and in the next second, Gu Ji’s and Gao Bo’s hands gripped his shoulders respectively.
Jingshang Gaoming pushed against the ground with his feet, using the counter-force, plus Gu Ji’s pulling, quickly flipping out the window.
Landing.
Instant silence, it was a different world compared to the noisy dining hall, everyone didn’t even have ti to deal with their clothes and wounds from the glass shards, rapidly running to the Buddha Hall and plaza.
Unexpectedly.
Just after passing through the corridor of the main hall, they saw two groups of gang thugs fighting and killing each other, one of them seed to belong to the Chuwan Association, while the other group included both the Inner Circle and Liangben.
As everyone prepared to cautiously avoid and go around them.
Suddenly.
Bam——!
A loud gunshot rang out, sending several Chuwan Association thugs flying, one even directly falling in front of the morial hall, his back blood splattering onto the photo of the sixth generation leader inside the Buddha Hall.
Before the thugs could react, another series of crackling noises followed.
With bullets strafing, the thugs kept retreating, destroying everything inside the morial hall, the golden Buddhist shrine, chrysanthemums, and dais all smashed to pieces.
The Chuwan Association thugs scattered, bodies strewn everywhere.
Gao Bo stared wide-eyed, cursing outright: "The Japanese Yakuza can use automatic rifles? How the hell to escape this!"
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