"I'm a policeman! Fuck, all of you drug traffickers, get off the car and submit to a check." Bynum, who was about to mount his gun, saw Tang Zheng's defiance, became enraged, pulled up his pants, drew his handgun, and aimed it at him.
Tang Zheng ignored Bynum and took out a cigarette, placing it between his lips.
Pang Meiqin stepped down and obediently took out a lighter to light it for him.
"Some people you just can't afford to mess with." The villainous police officer, driven mad by their disregard, roared loudly. He was fabricating charges against these people with yellow skin, determined to teach them a lesson they'd never forget.
"That's exactly what I was about to say." Tang Zheng didn't smoke, so the inhalation made him choke. Lighting this cigarette was simply a preparation to brand Bynum's forehead with a searing mark.
Teng Yuangxiang got out of the car and looked coldly at Bynum. Such scum, she thought, must be destroyed with humanity.
