Urban Super Soldier King-Chapter 896 Xiang Yu Captured and Interrogated

Director Huang suddenly had a bad feeling when he saw Gao Mantang walking toward him.

He forced an awkward smile at Gao Mantang and said, "General Gao, do you need something from me?"

Without uttering a single word, Gao Mantang slapped Director Huang hard across the face. The slap made Director Huang freeze in shock.

What was happening? Why did the other party suddenly act without saying anything? Even Kong Shenghui, standing behind, was quite stunned.

After all, Director Huang was the head of the Public Security Bureau, yet now he had been slapped. It was hard for everyone to digest.

"Gao..."

Just as Director Huang was about to speak, Gao Mantang slapped him across the face again.

Director Huang was visibly upset now. His eyes widened and he looked like he was about to lose his temper, but then two soldiers suddenly sprang forward and pinned him down.

The surrounding police officers saw their director not only being slapped but also restrained. One officer even pulled out his gun.

The soldiers guarding Gao Mantang promptly unlocked their assault rifles, swiftly surrounding the police who had drawn their weapons.

These police officers were usually adept at handling small-time troublemakers, but they’d never seen anything like this. Terrified, they quickly holstered their guns and raised their hands in surrender.

Kong Shenghui stepped forward awkwardly and stood beside Gao Mantang, saying, "Old Chief, this was a failure on our part. Please calm down."

After all, Director Huang was his subordinate, and although Gao Mantang had slapped Director Huang, it was as if he’d slapped Kong Shenghui in the face.

"Didn’t you say this place was no longer dangerous? Wanted to call off the troops, huh?" Gao Mantang’s eyes were filled with rage.

If it weren’t for his grandson, it was hard to imagine the kind of scene this place could’ve turned into.

By noon, when the staff had started working and customers had arrived to shop, the explosion would’ve occurred. The area would’ve become nothing short of hell on earth.

Kong Shenghui could tell that Gao Mantang was deeply dissatisfied with him, so he quickly nodded and said, "I’ll conduct a serious review of this incident and hold those responsible accountable."

"Especially this person. I don’t think this director needs to keep his position." Gao Mantang said bluntly and turned around to leave.

Director Huang stood aside, watching the old man finally leave, and let out a deep sigh of relief.

"That old geezer is truly arrogant." Director Huang sneered coldly.

"As of today, your position as director is revoked. Reflect on this carefully," Kong Shenghui said as he walked away.

Director Huang stood there, still processing what he’d just heard. He pulled a nearby cop over and asked, "What did Director Kong just say?"

The officer awkwardly shook his head and replied, "I didn’t hear."

But in fact, he had heard it clearly—he just chose not to repeat it.

After Gao Mantang left the scene, he headed straight for the hospital. His driver understood the urgency of his superior and decided to activate the car’s emergency siren.

This siren was different from the ones used by police; it was a military emergency signal for critical situations.

They sped all the way to the hospital. As soon as they arrived, the doctors reassured Gao Mantang, telling him that Gao Zhitao had only suffered minor injuries and was not in any danger.

Upon hearing this, Gao Mantang finally relaxed. Looking at his grandson lying on the hospital bed, Gao Mantang suddenly smiled.

In the Gao Family, many had doubted Gao Zhitao, believing he was spoiled and lacked the ability to shoulder responsibility. But today, Gao Mantang realized his grandson’s accomplishments.

At the same time, inside an interrogation room in the police station, Xiang Yu was handcuffed to a chair, facing two police officers seated across from him.

These two officers were Director Huang’s confidants. Since Xiang Yu was affiliated with Gao Zhitao, they didn’t bother holding back.

"Tell us—where did you get the bomb? What’s your motive? Do you hold a grudge against the owner of that place, or are you trying to retaliate against society?" one of the officers asked.

"You’ve got the wrong guy. I’m not the one who planted the bomb—I’m the one who dismantled it," Xiang Yu replied calmly.

The two officers exchanged a smirk, indifferent to Xiang Yu’s claims. Their only objective now was to rough him up and extract a confession from him.

"You’d better be honest, or your charges will only pile up. The law does not permit any special treatment..." one of the officers said, sounding like he was reading from a script, as they rattled off the standard questions.

Having completed the formal questioning process, the two officers chuckled sinisterly before turning off the recording equipment behind them.

One of them even perched on the edge of the desk and lit himself a cigarette.

"Kid, now it’s time to settle accounts with you," one officer said with a sinister smile.

Xiang Yu smiled coolly. He understood their intentions perfectly.

"Why beat around the bush? Just get straight to it," Xiang Yu said calmly.

The two officers, seeing Xiang Yu’s ’fearless and defiant’ attitude, snorted coldly. One casually dropped his cigarette on the floor and stomped it out aggressively.

"Tough talk, huh? Let’s see if your mouth is harder than my fists today," said one officer as he lunged for Xiang Yu’s head, while the other continued sitting and watching the spectacle unfold.

In his view, Xiang Yu’s hands were cuffed to the chair, leaving him no room to defend himself. He didn’t feel the need to join in on the beating.

Xiang Yu let out a contemptuous snort, observing the incoming strike. Suddenly, he extended his leg and kicked the officer squarely in the stomach.

The officer hadn’t anticipated that Xiang Yu would retaliate so directly. Caught unprepared, he flew backward, crashing into the desk behind him.

The other officer, seeing Xiang Yu actually fight back, finally got up and grabbed the rubber baton hanging on the wall, then swung it at Xiang Yu.

But as the baton came closer, Xiang Yu abruptly delivered another sharp kick to the man’s chest.

Like the first officer, this one too was sent flying backward, landing hard on the ground.

Both officers picked themselves up, enraged. They’d been police for years and had interrogated countless suspects, but they’d never encountered someone as brazen as Xiang Yu. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

To lay hands on someone in the police station’s interrogation room—it was akin to asking for death.

The two officers grabbed rubber batons, their preferred ’tools.’ These batons didn’t leave visible injuries but inflicted painful internal damage, making it difficult for anyone to detect abuse.

"Enough chit-chat. Both of you come at me together," Xiang Yu said, sitting there with composure.

The two officers were already seething with rage. Even if Xiang Yu hadn’t taunted them, they had already planned to attack together.

Now mindful of Xiang Yu’s strong legs, they approached cautiously. One, the taller of the two, roared as he struck at Xiang Yu.

The other officer saw an opening and charged in as well. After all, Xiang Yu’s hands were bound, no matter how skilled he was, his abilities were severely restricted here.

"Let’s see if you survive this, punk," one officer shouted.

Xiang Yu snorted disdainfully and then stood up...