"Momo, where are you, where are you?"
Seeing Mo Shangjun fall silent, Yan Gui asked impatiently.
Mo Shangjun was dressed in civilian clothes, and it was clear that she had previously clashed with these people.
But something wasn't right...
Even though Mo Shangjun hadn't shown up all day, the task of capturing the human traffickers surely shouldn't have fallen to her.
And what about the police?!
Mo Shangjun touched her ear.
"Stay to one side."
Disinterestedly instructing Yan Gui, Mo Shangjun raised her eyes to survey the surrounding situation.
These people were all unaware of the actual situation, and many still suspected that this was a drill, so at this moment, even though they had beaten people half to death, no real craftsmen had been killed.
All three brawny men had been tied up.
And discarded in a deserted field.
At this time, Mu Cheng arrived late.
"What's happened here?"