Tang Jian left home, filled with anger towards Feng Li, and drove to the rural farmhouse where Feng Li’s parents lived, kidnapping them while they were out for a walk.
Tang Jian thought, his left hand gradually dropping.
Yu Yi asked questions while slowly kneeling down. Seeing Tang Jian relax his guard, this was the moment she was waiting for. She suddenly leaped from a half-squatting position towards Tang Jian.
Tang Jian was startled and instinctively turned his gun, firing at Yu Yi’s approaching direction.
When Tang Jian began to turn his arm, Yu Yi stepped to the right, the bullet grazing her left arm and hitting the wall behind her. Before Tang Jian could react to fire a second shot, she was already in front of him, lifting his left arm with her left hand to point the gun upward, and striking the side of his neck with her right hand.
Tang Jian grunted and collapsed softly, the gun falling from his hand.
Yu Yi’s actions had been blocked by Tang Jian’s body, so Feng Li’s parents only saw him fire and then suddenly fall.
Yu Yi hid Tang Jian’s gun under the sofa, called the police, and notified Tang Jian’s bureau colleagues. Then she untied Feng Li’s parents, saying, “Mom and Dad, please stay in the bedroom and lock the door.”
Tang Yueying saw her left arm was bleeding and worried, refusing to go to the bedroom. Yu Yi looked down; Feng Li’s left arm was grazed by the bullet, but the wound was shallow with minimal bleeding. “Mom, don’t worry, it’s not serious, and I can’t bandage it now.”
“Because I want to send Tang Jian to prison so he can never harm you or me again. Mom and Dad, you must remember not to come out no matter what sounds you hear.” Yu Yi said this and gently pushed Tang Yueying into the bedroom.
Police sirens wailed, and loud knocking came from the door.
