At that moment, under everyone's gaze, Zhao Zhenghua's cell phone suddenly rang again.
"Hello, Director Liu!" Zhao Zhenghua answered the call.
"Do as you should, don't worry about Old Sun," an authoritative voice came through the receiver.
"Yes!"
Zhao Zhenghua responded with invigorated assurance.
After hanging up, Zhao Zhenghua swept a glance over the surrounding officers, then waved his hand and pointed at Ling Tianlin and the others, barking, "Arrest all these troublemaking scoundrels, and take Ling Tianlin too. He's the ringleader, bring him back with them!"
"Yes!"
The waiting officers were momentarily stunned, then in unison, they responded and quickly began the arrest of the hooligans around them.
"Zhao, what the hell do you think you're doing? You dare arrest me? You really don't want your job anymore!" Ling Tianlin, his mouth still not wiped clean of blood, began to howl like a madman.
He never thought that Zhao Zhenghua would actually arrest someone, let alone him!
