A Shot Without Hesitation

Fresh blood flowed from the man's head and followed the curvature of the table. It flowed down the sides and dripped drop by drop onto the ground.

The 20 to 30 men, who were lying on the ground after being taught a lesson by Wang Lihu and Ye Qiu, suddenly changed their faces upon witnessing this scene. In their hearts, they thought, Are the four of them really police officers? When did the working style of police officers become this fierce?

Xiao Luo's eyes turned frosty cold. He looked icily at the man who's head was being held in front of him and said, "Alright let me ask you again. Where is Feng Zhiqiang?"

The man no longer had any guts. He felt like he had encountered fake police officers. They showed no mercy in their beatings and even used brutal means. He looked at Xiao Luo in horror and muttered, "He is… He is…"

"Why the f*ck are you looking me for?"

A powerful and fierce voice was suddenly heard in the distance.