Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 3 - 2017 | Page 478

‘Are you sure? If it was truly the word dragon on his jacket, then we have a big problem.’
I was about to ask him what he meant, but then the door opened and an officer came in.
‘Sir, we have identified the man as Zhong Wu, local market worker.’ he said.
‘Mr.Li, you are dismissed. Head to the counter and sign a few papers, and you should be able to leave.’ he said.
My head was so curious to hear more about, who were the dragons? Who was Zhong Wu? But unfortunately, I had to leave. As I
walked to the door, BZZZZZ! The alarm went off. The chief ran to the counter.
‘What happened?’ he impatiently asked the counter.
The officer replied,
‘Three Dragons are holding 12 hostages and demand 5000 Renminbi, at the market.’
‘I want officers down there now! And get me Captain Zhong.’
Men rushed behind me, armed with guns and batons. One carried a sniper rifle, another had a shotgun, there even was a guy with
a machine gun and shield. I was scared because I knew the market was close to my house. The Chief told me to leave. So I started
to walk home, Scared and nervous. When I got to my house, I could hear loud gunshots and explosions, I hope the innocent were
safe.