"Senior, hold on!"
"Jichang, hurry up and apologize!"
"…"
The group panicked, crying out, shouting and begging for mercy.
Su Jingxing ignored them all. He held Gan Jichang in one hand and pulled a button off his collar with the other.
He fiddled with it in his hand and sized it up before tossing it to the oval-faced woman behind him.
Gan Jichang, who was in his other hand, was thrown back to the ground and ignored.
After the oval-faced woman caught the button and checked it, her expression turned extremely grim.
The others saw this and closed their mouths.
No matter how stupid they were, they understood that Su Jingxing wasn't looking for trouble with Gan Jichang, but had discovered that there was something wrong with him.
"Sister… Sister Qian?" The round-faced girl urged.
"It's a camera." The oval-faced woman took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "And a tapping device."
"F*ck!"
"Kill him!"
