Just as Ding Fan was about to walk out of the car with the Elder, the two police officers who had left earlier ca back.
"Officer, these two people have committed murder, you can't let them go!" Tiger caught his breath and then directly addressed the two officers.
The two officers were taken aback after seeing the state of the duty room, which was a complete ss, with several people lying haphazardly on the floor, and even more severely, one person lying in a pool of blood.
"You're still holding a weapon in your hand, do you think the police are fools, and they will listen to you?" the Elder said to Tiger.
At that mont, Tiger was still holding the dagger with which he had just stabbed his follower. In the Elder's opinion, the police would definitely not believe Tiger's words.
However, to the Elder's great surprise, the two police officers did not say anything to Tiger; on the contrary, both directly addressed the Elder and Ding Fan.
"Both of you, hands on your heads, get down on your knees!"
The Elder was taken aback. "What are you two doing—the murderer is right here. Can't you see sothing so simple?"
"We told you to get down, didn't you hear us?" One officer drew his handgun, pointing it directly at Ding Fan and the Elder.
"You..."
The Elder wanted to say sothing more, but Ding Fan simply waved his hand. He clearly saw that the two officers were evidently intending to side with Tiger. How could these n possibly side with them?
"I'll give you one more chance," Ding Fan said evenly, looking at the two officers. "If you handle this matter fairly, I'll pretend nothing happened before. But if you insist on being biased, then be prepared to face the consequences."
The two officers looked at each other after hearing Ding Fan's words.
However, they quickly made up their minds to side with Tiger and the Three Blades Gang.
In today's society that judges by appearances, many people judge by looks.
Ding Fan, dressed in plain clothes, looked like soone without power or influence, whereas Tiger was a strong subordinate of He Qiang; if they helped the Three Blades Gang well in this matter now, these two could naturally expect future benefits.
"We are now dealing with this fairly. If you two don't put your hands on your heads and kneel now, we will have to shoot!" one officer said to Ding Fan at that mont.
Ding Fan nodded. "Since you two are dead set on this, I have nothing more to say."
Without any hesitation, Ding Fan suddenly produced two iron nails, flung them with his right hand.
Squeak, squeak...
The two iron nails, emitting a sharp screeching as they tore through the air, were shot directly at the two police officers.
The officers couldn't react in ti, and with a pfft, pfft, the two iron nails pierced both their wrists.
Following the intense cries of pain from the officers, their handguns fell to the ground.
Ding Fan, using the iron nails to cripple the wrists of the two officers, had taken less than a second for the entire action; Tiger, who was nearby, only saw a blur before the two officers started screaming like butchered pigs.
"You... you dare to attack police..." one of the officers, his face flushed red and teeth clenched, said to Ding Fan.
"Yes! I can testify that not only did you commit murder, now you even dare to attack police!" Tiger, swift to react, said.
Tiger inwardly cursed Ding Fan as a fool; even he, Tiger, would not dare to confront the police easily, yet Ding Fan had crippled the wrists of two officers as soon as he struck. This charge of attacking the police was serious!
"I can also prove you attacked the police," a sultry woman nearby added.
The elder next to Ding Fan was shocked when Ding Fan knocked out two policen in a flash, and imdiately beca tense.
How could the police be assaulted so casually? Once they were involved, the nature of the problem changed completely.
"Young man..." the elder tried to say sothing, but Ding Fan once again waved his hand to interrupt him.
At that mont, Ding Fan completely ignored the words of that intimidating man and the enchanting woman, looking indifferently at the two policen beside him.
"Assaulting an officer? I can tell you, from now on, you two are no longer policen."
"Damn... who do you think you are, do you think you're the police chief? I'll tell you, today you assault an officer, and tomorrow I'll make sure you die miserably," one policeman almost shouted.
Ding Fan glanced at the policeman, and in a flash, he was standing right in front of the policeman before he could react.
Ding Fan raised his foot and kicked forcefully.
This kick landed squarely on the policeman's chest. With a muffled grunt, the officer then collapsed and fainted.
Not showing any rcy to the police, one move brutal, one kick to knock him out. This was simply too domineering!
The other conscious policeman sat dumbfounded on the ground, not daring to utter a single word at this point.
It was clear to the remaining officer that Ding Fan was a beast; no one cared who you were, if you angered him, he really wouldn't pamper you.
While the policeman didn't dare to provoke Ding Fan, that didn't an Ding Fan wouldn't approach him.
Ding Fan turned his head toward the remaining policeman.
The remaining policeman was almost scared to death by Ding Fan's gaze.
"Bro! Please, don't hit ... let's talk things out... please, brother, don't hit ..."
Ding Fan looked at the pitiful state of the policeman with so disdain.
"Who's the highest in rank on your vehicle?" Ding Fan asked.
The policeman was startled, then said, "The highest-ranking person on our car is the conductor. He's responsible for everything aboard."
In Ding Fan's presence, the policeman was extrely respectful, fearing that any mishap might lead to another beating.
"Call that conductor here," Ding Fan told the policeman.
The policeman was taken aback. With the current situation where Ding Fan was assaulting officers and beating people, the policeman really didn't understand what Ding Fan wanted with the conductor.
However, the policeman didn't dare to defy Ding Fan's order and imdiately used the walkie-talkie to call the conductor.
It didn't take more than ten minutes before the door of the conductor's duty room was opened, and a middle-aged man walked in.
This person was the conductor of the train.
The conductor looked around at the ss in the duty room.
"What exactly happened here?"
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