"Release people at this time? Heh, it's too late!"
Lin Qing and her group also sneered, and then, she pulled out her phone, "Check Xie Daming for me, thoroughly investigate him, I'll need the materials later."
Inside room one, over twenty doctors were in chaos, having checked the injuries of everyone present.
At that moment, their expressions were utterly shocked.
Fuck, damn it, among the people lying on the ground, the one with the lightest injury had a fractured wrist—had they been hammered or what? Their eyes swept over to Zhang Fan, who leaned against the wall, filled with fear.
Such a young guy beat so many people like this? How the hell is that possible!
Several police officers, holding electric batons, also looked at Zhang Fan with terrified faces.
"Don't move!"
As Zhang Fan moved his arm slightly, several people immediately yelled out.
