Chapter 51

Bang! Wang Fusheng punched Sun Gongzi's ribs. Sun Gongzi, who had been pressed against the wall with his neck choked, turned from a red face due to congestion to a purplish-red. His Adam's apple moved as if he wanted to vomit something, but with his neck still choked by Wang Fusheng, he choked and his eyeballs bulged out.

The sound of bones cracking mixed with the collision of Wang Fusheng's fist and Sun Gongzi's body made everyone who heard it flinch.

Bang! Wang Fusheng released his grip on Sun Gongzi's neck. But at the moment he let go, he punched Sun Gongzi's other side of the ribs.

"Ah..." This time, with his neck not choked, Sun Gongzi let out a loud scream, spitting out blood from his mouth. His body collapsed to the ground. Without further ado, Wang Fusheng walked step by step towards the middle-aged police officer who was pointing a gun at him.

"You... don't come closer, don't come closer. I have a gun, I have a gun." Seeing Wang Fusheng approaching like a god of death, the middle-aged police officer's hand holding the gun trembled even more, and his body kept retreating. But after a few steps, he hit the wall behind him.

"Ah..." Seeing Wang Fusheng approaching, the middle-aged police officer's endurance reached its limit. He closed his eyes and began to pull the trigger.

"Get out of the way." Standing not far away, Zhao Huan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he shouted loudly. It was unclear whether he was warning his own people or Wang Fusheng. But as he shouted, Zhao Huan took a quick step to stand in front of one of his teammates. If Wang Fusheng hadn't blocked, the police officer's gun would have been aimed right at this National Security agent.

Bang! Thud! The sound of the gun and the bullet hitting flesh rang out simultaneously.

Snap! At the moment the first shot was fired, the middle-aged police officer tried to pull the trigger again for a second shot. But his hand holding the gun twisted strangely, and the sound of bones breaking was particularly jarring in the corridor where the gun's echo lingered.

"Ah..." A few seconds after his hands were broken by Wang Fusheng, the middle-aged police officer let out a scream.

"What is the charge for attacking a National Security agent?" Wang Fusheng ignored the middle-aged police officer's scream and glanced at the trembling young police officer. Leaning against the door of the ward, Wang Fusheng lit a cigarette. Looking at Zhao Huan, who was holding his arm, a hint of admiration appeared in his originally cold eyes. Clearly, Zhao Huan's act of shielding his teammate from the bullet had earned Wang Fusheng some favor.

"That shot was aimed at you, and you could have clearly stopped him in advance." Zhao Huan stared at Wang Fusheng with a dark face, but his dark eyes were filled with disbelief.

Indeed, it was unbelievable. When the middle-aged police officer couldn't bear Wang Fusheng's approach and screamed, Zhao Huan knew he was about to shoot. At that moment, Zhao Huan saw Wang Fusheng's body move. He immediately felt something was wrong and stepped in front of his teammate.

Then Zhao Huan saw an unbelievable scene. Wang Fusheng was still three meters away from the middle-aged police officer, a distance that would be hard for an ordinary person to dodge a bullet. Wang Fusheng's figure seemed to move, and this action coincided with the sound of the gun. Then Zhao Huan saw the bullet pass through a shadow and head towards them. As the shadow disappeared, Wang Fusheng was already in front of the middle-aged police officer, breaking the hand that was about to fire a second shot.

A distance of three meters is easy to cover, but to dodge a bullet and cover that distance almost instantly is something Zhao Huan couldn't do. Moreover, Wang Fusheng left a shadow due to his speed.

The human eye can capture clear images of objects moving at speeds of 0.1 seconds or more. This means that objects moving in 0.1 seconds or less will leave a shadow. Therefore, Wang Fusheng covered a distance of three meters in less than 0.1 seconds and managed to dodge a bullet. How could a non-human achieve this?

"Is that so? I don't think so. Besides, even if you hadn't blocked, the bullet would have only hit his chest, two centimeters away from his heart. He wouldn't have died." Wang Fusheng exhaled the smoke from his lungs, and the swirling smoke made him look somewhat blurry.

"Stop screaming, this is a hospital, and you're disturbing the patients' rest." Taking another puff of the cigarette, Wang Fusheng tapped the middle-aged police officer's neck with his toe. The screaming police officer fainted, and the few young men lying on the ground also closed their mouths upon hearing Wang Fusheng's words.

"How should we handle this?" The faces of the National Security agents changed at Wang Fusheng's casual words, their eyes burning with anger. Clearly, Wang Fusheng's irresponsible words had angered them. But Zhao Huan, suppressing his anger, asked Wang Fusheng.

"You have to testify for me. He hit me first. I didn't retaliate for the first few hits, but I couldn't bear it anymore and fought back. According to the police officer's opinion, such incidents are usually resolved through mediation, with me paying some medical expenses." A smile appeared on Wang Fusheng's lips, but it looked cold and sinister.

"Wu Team Leader."

"Wu Team Leader." At this moment, Wu An hurried over. Wang Fusheng usually didn't leave his room at night, so nothing usually happened. Wu An led the surveillance team during the day, but he didn't expect such an incident to occur shortly after his shift change.

"Wu Team Leader." Zhao Huan walked over and whispered a few words in Wu An's ear, describing the situation. Although Wu An didn't hear what Zhao Huan said, his gaze shifted from Wang Fusheng to the unconscious police officer and Sun Gongzi, indicating that Zhao Huan's description was factual and unbiased.

"How should we handle this?" As the doctors took the injured away for treatment, Wu An waved his finger at Wang Fusheng, who tossed him a cigarette. The two stood at the door of the ward, smoking. The sign opposite them clearly read "No Smoking."

"They're not seriously injured, just three broken ribs each. Sun Gongzi has six broken ribs, but he'll be fine after some rest. According to the police officer's opinion, such disputes are usually resolved with some medical expenses. Since both sides are injured, we'll each treat our own injuries, and no compensation will be given. As for the police officer, he shot a National Security agent, and I was acting bravely to stop a crime. No medals are needed, and how to handle him is up to you."

"There are only a few months left in your surveillance period. If anything happens during this time, the period might be extended." Wu An looked at Wang Fusheng and said calmly.

"Even if the surveillance period is over, will you leave me alone?" A mocking smile appeared on Wang Fusheng's face. Wu An's expression showed a hint of embarrassment, clearly indicating that the surveillance period was usually applicable to ordinary retired special forces soldiers.

But for Wang Fusheng, this period was not entirely applicable. Even if Wang Fusheng didn't cause any trouble during the surveillance period, the state would not let him live freely. His achievements during his service were too astonishing. It would be normal for Wang Fusheng to be under surveillance for life.

"We'll handle it as you suggested. But remember, this is a peaceful society, not a battlefield. Violence can't solve all problems."

"I fought on the front lines to create a peaceful and harmonious environment for the country, not to give some people special privileges." Wang Fusheng glanced at Wu An, crushed the cigarette butt with two fingers, flicked it into a nearby trash can, and walked into the ward.

"Wu Team Leader." In another ward, Zhao Huan, with his arm in a sling, stood up.

"Sit down if you're injured. Tell me what happened, and I'll write the report. How are you feeling?" Wu An waved for Zhao Huan to sit down.

"The bullet penetrated the muscle but didn't hit the bone. I'll be fine in a few days."

"Good, that's a relief." Wu An nodded. The room fell silent.

"Wu Team Leader, I was wrong." The silence made Zhao Huan uneasy, and after a while, he stood up and bowed his head.

"Oh, where did you go wrong?" Wu An looked at Zhao Huan calmly.

"You instructed us to minimize conflicts between the surveillance target and others. I didn't handle the conflict, which led to a violent fight. That was my mistake."

Because he didn't know about Wang Fusheng, Zhao Huan found it hard to accept Wu An's instructions to handle Wang Fusheng's conflicts like a nanny. Even though he knew the police officer was biased, he didn't help Wang Fusheng. But Zhao Huan didn't expect Wang Fusheng, who usually seemed ordinary, to handle the situation so violently and with such terrifying strength.

"It's good that you know you were wrong. This target is different from others. Otherwise, these matters should be handled by the military, not us in National Security. Be more careful in the future. I don't want to see this happen again." Seeing Zhao Huan admit his mistake and understand where he went wrong, Wu An's tense face relaxed.

"Yes, Wu Team Leader." Seeing Wu An's face no longer stern, Zhao Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is there something else?" Seeing Zhao Huan's hesitant expression, Wu An asked.

"Wu Team Leader, who exactly is Wang Fusheng?" Zhao Huan hesitated for a moment before asking.

"Zhao Huan, be mindful of discipline." Wu An's face tensed again.

"I know the discipline, Wu Team Leader. I'm just curious. He left a shadow at a distance of three meters, a real shadow due to speed, without any equipment or light assistance. He even dodged a bullet while leaving the shadow."

"Shadow?" Wu An was taken aback. Although he knew some things about Wang Fusheng, his knowledge was not comprehensive. The fact that Wang Fusheng could leave a shadow at a distance of three meters without any equipment or light assistance was indeed superhuman.

Even top-tier sports cars need an acceleration process. Leaving a shadow at a distance of three meters was beyond Wu An's understanding, making him somewhat surprised. In fact, Wu An's understanding was a bit off. Wang Fusheng didn't leave the shadow during the three-meter distance; the shadow was left at the starting point, and then he covered the three meters. If Wu An knew this, his surprise would be beyond words.

"Don't ask about this again. You don't want me to violate discipline, do you? As for Wang Fusheng, continue the surveillance as before. Don't be too tense, and I'll report this to the higher-ups." Wu An looked at Zhao Huan and said, then turned and left.

Wang Fusheng's strength seemed to far exceed what Wu An knew. Therefore, Wu An decided to report the matter as soon as possible to get a handling opinion from the higher-ups, to avoid any uncontrollable incidents. The speed to leave a shadow at a distance of three meters was so fast that most gunmen couldn't hit him. This was too overpowered.