Huang Xiaolong was willingly escorted away by Chief Xu and his team.
Outside Storm nightclub, a police car with flashing lights was parked.
A few officers were looking at Huang Xiaolong like he was an international terrorist, clearly feeling quite wary.
It made sense. After all, he single-handedly destroyed the Storm nightclub and beat up Gao Tianxiang until his own mother wouldn't recognize him - not something an ordinary person could pull off.
A young officer pulled out his gun and pointed it at Huang Xiaolong, took out a pair of handcuffs, ready to cuff him.
Surely, such a dangerous criminal should be handcuffed.
But unexpectedly…
"Enough already. Put away your guns and handcuffs." Chief Xu waved his hand dismissively.
"Huh? Chief Xu, what are you…" The several officers were flummoxed.
Damn, this country boy is a repeat offender, and we can't even cuff him?
