Chapter 361 You Are Not Qualified
To Lionel’s surprise, the man in front of him was none other than Shawn Jones, the eldest son of the Jones family.
His father was the head of the family, but more importantly, his uncle was the governor of Jipsdale!
Lionel immediately felt a chill run down his spine.
What’s this devil doing here? Whatever it is, he’s not one to be messed with, and it wouldn’t do me any good to offend him!
As soon as Shawn heard Lionel, he couldn’t help but cast the latter a condescending stare. “Oh? Do you know me?”
Ha! He’s just a lowly police captain. It’s not surprising that I don’t know who he is. Besides, there are hundreds of police captains in Jipsdale. How am I supposed to know all of them?
“I do! Of course, I do!” Lionel replied humbly. “Who in Jipsdale wouldn’t know who you are? By the way, Mr. Jones, were you the one who called the police?”
“That’s right!” Shawn answered with a nod.
“Um, in that case, where’s the terrorist that you mentioned?” Lionel asked as he glanced around. Try as he might, he couldn’t see any at all.
The only ones here are the hotel staff and guests. How can there be any terrorists?
The next second, Shawn pointed an accusing finger at Jonathan. “He’s the one!”
“Him?”
Lionel gazed in the direction Shawn was pointing and froze in his tracks. Even though Jonathan had blood all over him, he looked so young that he was at most a recent graduate.
How could someone like that be a terrorist?
Shawn’s face instantly darkened. “What’s wrong?” he snapped. “Do you doubt my words?”
How dare anyone in Jipsdale question my words! The audacity!
“No, no, that’s not what I meant!” Lionel hastily explained when he realized Shawn was about to fly into a rage. Unfortunately, before he could say anything else, the latter interrupted, “What did you mean, then? Listen, I saw this guy kill hundreds of people yesterday at Shadow Dragon Pool!”
Upon hearing that, Lionel paled. “What? Hundreds of people? And you witnessed all of it?”
Has that guy really wiped out hundreds of people? Doesn’t that make him a psycho murderer? If so, not even a hundred death sentences would be enough for him!
“Of course!” Shawn retorted, annoyed that Lionel had sounded so doubtful of him. “Why are you still standing there? Aren’t you going to haul him back to the station?”
“Yes, Mr. Jones!”
Having heard Shawn’s instruction, Lionel quickly gestured to his subordinates. “Cuff this guy up and take him back to the station! If he resists even a little, shoot him on the spot!”
As Lionel gave the order, there was a twinkle of excitement in his eyes.
After all, anyone capable of shooting hundreds of people was undoubtedly a highly dangerous terrorist, and it’d be Lionel’s crowning achievement if he could take such a criminal down.
For all he knew, he might even get promoted to the position of Jipsdale’s police chief!
“Yes, sir!”
At Lionel’s command, the police officers behind him promptly raised their guns and approached Jonathan.
Jonathan, however, remained unfazed by everything that was happening. Instead, he turned to Lionel with a stone-faced stare. “Just because he says I’m a terrorist, you immediately take his word for it? Is this how the Jipsdale Police Station handles its cases?”
As soon as Jonathan uttered the last sentence, his tone of voice turned frighteningly cold, to the point where even Lionel was startled.
“Enough with your nonsense! Who are you to criticize how we work at the Jipsdale Police Station?” Lionel scoffed as he glared at Jonathan. Then, he waved a hand at his subordinates again. “Don’t just stand there! Get him back to the station now!”
“Yes, sir!”
With that, the police officers jumped into action and lunged at Jonathan.
At that moment, however, the latter casually flicked his half-smoked cigarette away and looked up at Lionel.
“Looks like you aren’t going to be reasonable, which is just as well because I hate reasoning with people!” he bellowed.
Jonathan then said, “You want to arrest me, huh? Too bad, but you aren’t qualified for that. Get your police chief to meet me!”
Upon hearing that, Lionel couldn’t help but sneer derisively at him. “Meet our police chief? Who do you think you are? But if you really must, you’ll have plenty of time to do so once you’re at the police station!”
Immediately after, Lionel gestured to the other officers. “Go on! Get him now!”
“Yes, sir!”
Several police officers quickly stepped forward and surrounded Jonathan, seemingly ready to attack at any time. The rest of the officers trained their guns on him, looking like they’d shoot without hesitation if he did anything rash.
“I’ve already said to get your police chief to see me!” Jonathan fumed as a glint of impatience flashed across his eyes. “I don’t have much time, so you’d better not waste what’s left of it! Also, I hate having people point their guns at me. The last person who did that has since gotten pulverized!”
“Are you trying to scare me?” Lionel asked with a cold chuckle. “Do you know what you’re doing? You’re threatening the police! It’s a serious felony, and for that alone, I can execute you on the spot!”
Jonathan’s eyes turned cold when he heard those words. “Execute me on the spot? Who gave you the guts to say that to me?”
Without further ado, he rushed forward to grab Lionel’s wrist with his right hand and twisted it hard. In that instant, the sickening crunch of bones breaking rang out.
To everyone’s horror, Jonathan had broken Lionel’s wrist.
The latter’s gun, too, fell and landed in Jonathan’s hand.
“You! How dare you attack the police!” Lionel thundered, furious that Jonathan had laid a finger on him and even snatched his gun.
“I told you I hated people pointing their guns at me. Do you not understand my words?”
After saying that, Jonathan lifted his leg and kicked the police captain squarely in the stomach.
Unfortunately, the kick was so strong that Lionel couldn’t react in time. Before he knew it, he had fallen to his knees before Jonathan with a loud thud.
Lionel turned white as a sheet when he found himself staring down the barrel of his gun. “D-Do you have any idea what you’re doing now? You’re assaulting the police!”
As a police captain, he had only ever been the one to point his gun at others, not the other way around. Besides, no normal person would have the guts to threaten him with one.
“Assaulting the police? How is someone like you even fit to be a police officer?” Jonathan scoffed.
He went on, “Don’t worry. I won’t kill you. I don’t want to get your filth all over my hands!”
Then, he casually raised his hand and shot Lionel in the knee, sending a golden bullet piercing through the latter’s leg.
“This shot is to remind you to watch yourself around me. You’d better not do anything that I don’t like. Otherwise, I might send the next bullet through your head!” Jonathan warned as he pinned Lionel with a steely gaze.
“Call your police chief. Get him to see me!” he then ordered.
