345 Preemptive Measures

The silence in the police station was disrupted as the middle-aged policeman on duty cast a glimpse at Lu Shu. The way he carried Chen Zuan was simply too unique. The policeman hesitated for a few seconds and then asked, "Can you put him down first?"

"Alright," Lu Shu put Chen Zuan down on the ground.

"What did you say? Over a hundred people are waiting to beat you up? Where are they?" an air of justice surrounded the policeman. In his twenty plus years as a policeman, he had never seen anyone blatantly engage in a mob fight at the police station. After all, the place itself was a deterrence over these outlaws.

He rose and shot a glance outside and then turned to Lu Shu again, "There's no one outside. Kid, this is not a place for jokes."

Lu Shu poked his head outside, and as expected, there was no trace of those people at all. They were not stupid either. Seeing that Lu Shu had shamelessly gone inside the police station, they retreated straightaway.