Thirty-eight, Begging for mercy

Luo Erya and Liu Xingbang were both startled and quickly separated, turning their heads to look at the newcomer.

They saw five or six officers in Public Security uniforms walking in, with Luo Shu standing behind the officers, her arms crossed over her chest, watching them with an amused expression as if enjoying the drama.

Liu Xingbang snapped out of it and hurriedly pushed Luo Erya, who was still sitting on top of him.

Pushed by Liu Xingbang, Luo Erya fell onto the ground, sitting with a thud and covering her face with a scream, in pain. It was over! This time it was truly over!

"This really is an eyesore!" Luo Shu shook her head with a playful look. She hadn't expected to walk into such a situation, but this was even more interesting than what she had previously anticipated.

Chen Zhihe walked up to Liu Xingbang, slammed the piece of paper on the table with force, and asked in a stern voice, "Are you Liu Xingbang? Did you write the contents of this paper?"