Reborn as a Noble's Son

Chapter 308 - 304: On the Edge of Life and Death_2

Chapter 308: Chapter 304: On the Edge of Life and Death_2

Immediately after, Nie Zhenbang’s voice came out: “Six in front, eight in the back, I’m warning you again. Don’t try to test my patience. If you take any action, next time, I might not be just shooting glass. Also, if anyone dares to move, we aren’t going to guarantee the safety of the hostages. Now, someone qualified to be in charge, come out.”

As Nie Zhenbang’s voice fell, everyone looked at Feng Dajun. At this moment, he was the highest-ranking person present, and, he was also the cousin of the county party secretary, so his word carried weight.

Taking the megaphone handed to him by his subordinate, Feng Dajun said sternly, “Listen up, you criminals, you’re surrounded by us. Resistance will only lead to a dead end. I advise you to surrender immediately. Don’t harbor any lucky thoughts.”

At this moment, Nie Zhenbang, however, said sternly, “Enough with the nonsense. Now, we need food and water. For seven people. Send someone over with them. Otherwise, we’ll start killing hostages.”

Nie Zhenbang, with his years of military experience, was assertive and had an aura of danger. Right now, acting as a bandit, he seemed quite convincing.

Feng Dajun did not hesitate at this moment, negotiation was good, he first arranged for a quick-witted police officer to go up, check out the situation inside the house, and then make arrangements based on that.

Soon, the prepared food and water were sent up. But at that moment, a man in casual clothes drove up in a black car, parked nearby, got out, and walked unhindered to Feng Dajun’s side. After whispering a few words, he turned around and left.

At this moment, Feng Dajun’s face changed. He said in a low voice, “Comrades, just now, I received instructions from the county committee secretary, Feng. At all costs, we must subdue these three vicious bandits. I believe that with your outstanding qualities, saving the hostages is definitely possible.”

With that, Feng Dajun turned his head and instructed the people next to him, “Also, notify the county hospital. The ambulance team should be on standby, ready to rescue the wounded at any time.”

Just now, Feng Dabiao had issued a death warrant. These people, regardless of whether they surrender or not, must be killed, and they cannot see tomorrow’s sun.

While Nie Zhenbang was in a standoff on this side, on the rugged mountain road leading to Dameng County, three off-road vehicles were winding through the dark night.

In the leading Toyota off-road vehicle, a man in his forties had a serious face. From under his silver-framed glasses came forth a stern countenance. His light-colored striped shirt, red tie and dark suit made him look very serious, very orthodox.

The middle-aged man was the director of the third room of Ludong Province Disciplinary Committee, He Weimao. He Weimao’s rank was high but carried a deputy hall-level treatment.

At this moment, He Weimao’s face was somewhat gloomy. Before coming out, the secretary of the Ludong Province Disciplinary Committee, Mr. Huang, was quite angry. The move of the Central Disciplinary Committee made Secretary Huang somewhat dissatisfied, as it was clear that they didn’t trust the abilities of the Ludong Province Disciplinary Committee.

Bringing emotions into the matter was naturally not good. Behind, the two vehicles were occupied by Fan Mengshui, the secretary of the Disciplinary Committee of the East Union region, and Yang Gang, the first deputy commander of the East Mongolian Military Region.

“Comrade Zhao, this time the task force is led by Director Nie from your Discipline Inspection and Supervision Office Five? Never heard of him,” said He Weimao lightly at this moment.

Not a few people in the Ludong Province Disciplinary Committee were displeased with the actions of the Central Disciplinary Committee. If you don’t trust us, why are you coming to us now? If you have the ability, investigate and close the case yourself. Working in discipline inspection for so many years, Nie Zhenbang’s name was totally unfamiliar.

Zhao knew that the people from Ludong Province Disciplinary Committee had some grievances against them, but there was nothing he could do. Could he tell these people that it was Deputy Secretary Ouyang Xia, who personally decided on it? If he said it, not only would it not explain anything, it would give people a sense of oppression by power. Zhao, an old man in the disciplinary committee for many years, understood this clearly.

“Director He, maybe you don’t know. Director Nie was newly transferred last week. He used to be a standing committee member of the Municipal Committee of Bazhou City in the Xibei Autonomous Region, Secretary of Xinli Municipal Party Committee, and a deputy hall-level official. He is now serving as the executive deputy director of our office five, in charge of the comprehensive work of Office Five.” Zhao introduced with a smile.

Upon hearing Nie Zhenbang’s name, He Weimao was taken aback. This name was also familiar. Xinli was featured multiple times in “Daily at Seven”. Naturally, Nie Zhenbang was also considered a bigshot and celebrity within the system. Unexpectedly, the youngest deputy hall-level official in Huaxia’s history has been transferred to the disciplinary line.

Immediately, He Weimao turned on the reading light inside the car, glanced at his watch, it was already past eleven. They were still nearly fifty kilometers from Dameng County. With their current speed, they probably wouldn’t arrive until around twelve fifty.

After pondering for a moment, He Weimao said in a low voice, “Xiao Zhou, speed up the car, put the police light on, pull the siren. This way, the road will be easier to travel.”

Next to him, Zhao was relieved. Nie Zhenbang’s name was indeed influential. He and Xiao Song had set off around eight-thirty in the morning and arrived at Lu Quan City and the Ludong Provincial Disciplinary Committee by three in the afternoon. However, they didn’t leave until four o’clock. They should have arrived by eleven-thirty, but it was already forty after eleven and they were still on the road. The longer the time dragged on, the more dangerous it became for Director Nie and the others. Now, Zhao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Twelve thirty-five

Feng Dajun was running out of patience. His cousin had already issued a death order. At this point, action was inevitable. If he himself was not willing to act, then his cousin Feng Dabiao would start acting against him. Immediately, Feng Dajun said in a deep voice, “Load the bullets, synchronize your watches. In three minutes, split into two groups, one in front and one behind in a pincer move. The other side has only one handgun, go all in one breath and charge in. I authorize you to shoot and kill the bandits directly!” (.)