Chapter 26

Fierce Martial War King Wind and Rain in the North 1243 words 2026-04-13 14:44:46

“Hurry… call the police!”

“Someone from Fengshun Community has killed a man!”

The crowd already harbored no goodwill toward the people from Fengshun Community, and now, seeing Chu Tianhe commit violence in broad daylight, they erupted in screams. Some had already pulled out their phones to call the police, while others filmed the scene as evidence.

“Tianhe, you…”

“Auntie, don’t worry,” Chu Tianhe turned to look at Yang Huijuan, a gentle smile appearing on his face as he said, “From now on, as long as I’m here, no one can bully our family. Take Yaoyao home first and have Xiaomeng accompany you to the hospital. I’ll handle things here.”

“You…” Yang Huijuan looked at Chu Tianhe, then at the small boss who had long since stopped breathing, and said, “You… you’ve already retired. Xiaomeng and I have also severed ties with the Qin family. Now we’re just ordinary people. You mustn’t act out anymore. If someone really dies, it will be hard to deal with.”

Back when they were with the Qin family, Yang Huijuan had seen Chu Tianhe take action before, but at that time his targets had been heinous criminals—many were fugitives with blood on their hands. Back then, in her eyes, Chu Tianhe was still a member of the Divine Martial Guard, and it was his duty to punish evil and uphold justice.

But now Chu Tianhe had told Yang Huijuan and Qin Xiaomeng that he had retired and was living an ordinary life. If he continued to act so violently, that would not be acceptable.

“I understand, Auntie. Please take Yaoyao home,” Chu Tianhe replied.

Just as Chu Tianhe was about to send Yang Huijuan and Yaoyao away, the sound of sirens rang out behind them. The Security Bureau’s vehicle had arrived, and four or five uniformed enforcers got out, leveling their guns at Chu Tianhe in an instant.

“Stop right there!”

A harsh command made Chu Tianhe halt.

“I wasn’t planning to run,” Chu Tianhe turned, facing the enforcers. As his gaze swept over them, his brow furrowed.

Among the officers, there was a familiar face—a man wearing the Security Bureau uniform, fierce and hostile: Chen Ming.

This man had once pursued Qin Xiaorou, but her heart belonged elsewhere, and she had never responded to Chen Ming’s advances. Chen Ming had always resented this, and had tried more than once to make trouble for Chu Tianhe.

“Chu Tianhe?! I never expected to run into you here!”

“Committing violence in the open—how bold you are!”

“Today, you’ve finally landed in my hands, haven’t you?!”

Their eyes met, and a trace of malice flickered in Chen Ming’s gaze, his expression menacing.

“So what if I have?” Chu Tianhe cast a dismissive glance at Chen Ming, his eyes full of disdain. Six years ago, he had paid Chen Ming no mind, and six years later, he still did not consider this petty schemer worthy of his attention.

“So what?” Chen Ming snapped. “Just you wait—once you’re at the Security Bureau, I’ll show you exactly what I can do!”

“Take him! Cuff him and bring him back to the Bureau—I’ll see to him personally!”

At Chen Ming’s order, two enforcers hurried forward, pulling out handcuffs, ready to restrain Chu Tianhe.

The Security Bureau was Chen Ming’s domain. Once Chu Tianhe was there, Chen Ming could do as he pleased—old grievances and new would be settled together, and a harsh interrogation would be inevitable.

“Heh, you’ve got guts, kid. Committing violence in broad daylight and ending up in Captain Chen’s hands—you’re not getting out of this in one piece!”

As they spoke, the two officers reached to cuff Chu Tianhe. But at that moment, they suddenly noticed beneath his sleeve a martial arts restriction bracelet, forged from titanium alloy—the highest grade available.

“What… Captain Chen, this guy… he’s wearing a martial arts restriction device, and it’s the highest level!”