Li Yifei squinted his eyes; pulling out a gun in front of him was not something to be happy about. Zhao Tiezhu, who was beside Li Yifei, immediately walked over to him and shouted to the Deputy Director, "Director Lang, don't be impulsive, put down the gun immediately!"
At such close range, if the other party really fired, it wouldn't matter if it hit the heart or brain, the damage would still be immense even if it hit elsewhere. Standing beside Li Yifei at this moment required courage; if the bullet strayed, he might be the one who got hit.
If not for the inappropriate setting, District Chief Yue might have cursed the Deputy Chief Lang on the spot, scolding him furiously, "Dammit, I'm negotiating here personally. Can you not mess things up?" He turned and gave Deputy Chief Lang a hard look, the latter looked confused, seeming unaffected by it, and continued, "Raise your hands immediately, and Zhao Tiezhu, are you still a cop? Standing next to a thug? You'll pay for this!"
