An hour later, the police car arrived in the city center. This street was normally crowded during the holidays, but right now it was even more crowded. Everyone could only park their cars nearby and push away the crowd who just wanted to watch the scene out of curiosity.

Lin Dongxue picked up a bulletproof vest from the car and threw it over to Chen Shi. "Put it on."

Chen Shi was very reluctant. It was like wearing a quilt on a hot day, but he had to obey.

Through the window of the hot pot restaurant, everyone saw terrified guests squatting under tables. A man in a red shirt was sitting on the table in the middle, slowly drinking cold beer and eating mutton in a copper hot pot. He was holding chopsticks in his right hand and the gun in his left.

Lin Qiupu put his gun belt down....