Su Han lifted his head and glanced, his eyes devoid of fear. Seeing Zhang Liang pull out his baton, only disdain and mockery crossed his face.
"What, you want to abuse your power again?"
He showed no fear at all, but rather felt some pity for Zhang Liang, who had sunk to such a level. It truly was a failure.
Zhang Liang could feel Su Han's calmness, that he didn't fear him at all, which made Zhang Liang's heart sink. From the time he entered until now, the kid seemed to not be afraid at all.
Even from beginning to end, his tone hadn't changed—steady and calm. Even if he was putting on an act, he wouldn't have managed it this well, right?
And the scorn and mockery in Su Han's eyes made Zhang Liang's face feel burning hot, as if he had been slapped!
Do I really have no deterrence?
"Click, click, click!"
The baton switch was flicked on, and instantly sparks flashed: "Kid, you've got a tough bone, but now that you're here, I can break down any tough bones!"
