At the police station, Zhu Touqiang Song Qiang's attempt to provoke Xu Fan didn't succeed; Xu Fan's eyes were full of pride, but his mind remained incredibly calm.
With his crude method of provocation, it would take another ten thousand years of studying psychology for him to have even a slim chance of affecting Xu Fan's emotions.
Xu Fan wouldn't dance to his tune because he had already sensed that Zhu Touqiang was in league with Liu Hai.
Xu Fan was waiting, waiting for a turning point to emerge.
Luxuriate in your madness for a few minutes then, after all, this is your last chance, Xu Fan thought to himself silently.
"What are you waiting for? Get going and cuff him," Liu Hai urged the officer holding the specially made shackles.
With several handguns pointed at him, Xu Fan watched an officer approach with specially made shackles, as thick as a thumb, in an attempt to secure his hands.
