"I will repeat, release her at once!" Xiao Luo said coldly.
"Hah, another little hothead punk! Hey kid, you know to spell the word 'death'?"
The scarred man squinted his eyes and looked at Xiao Luo. The scar on his face was like a centipede, adding a touch of gruesomeness to his fearsome bearing.
At the same time, one of his underlings blew a whistle with his fingers. The whistle served as a flare being fired into the skies. Suddenly, a host of burly men emerged from both sides of the alley, holding metal bars and wooden cudgels in their hands. They surged over like a tide of darkness, quickly surrounding Xiao Luo and Sun Haoze.
Sun Haoze's expression changed immediately. He quickly pleaded with a skittish smile, "S-Scar, this is his first day on the job, he doesn't know the rules yet."
"Haoze, I really don't know what rules we could possibly have here. We are cops, and fighting illegal crime is our duty," Xiao Luo snorted.
