Xi Jiu used fifty percent of his strength in that kick, and even though Cheng Yan had been practicing Ancient Martial Arts since she was young, she nearly lost half her life from it.
Ruan Qi glanced at the woman who couldn't get up from the ground and said with concern, "Jiujiu, could the kick have caused some trouble?"
After all, it was the police station, and if Cheng Yan were to countercharge Xi Jiu for excessive self-defense, it would be troublesome.
"I kicked a pressure point; it won't cause internal injuries. Baby, don't worry."
Xi Jiu asked Mo Lan to cover the young girl's face with a jacket and then quickly carried her away from the police station.
The black Rolls-Royce started slowly.
Xi Jiu sat opposite Ruan Qi, carefully rolling up both of her trouser legs.
The young girl's skin was milky and smooth, but the large bruises on her knees were black and purple, looking extremely frightening.
