Huo Sining saw Chen Xiaolong's complexion turn pale as if facing a formidable enemy and couldn't help but develop a sense of schadenfreude, "Do you want me to call the police for you?"
Chen Xiaolong's forehead was beaded with cold sweat, "No... no need..."
Huo Sining turned around, squatted beside Chen Xiaolong's head, and curiously asked, "Are you really a criminal police captain? Aren't many police officers quite impressive, brave and good at fighting? How come you're scared like this by two little dogs? How can you catch kidnappers and criminals if you're like this? Are we taxpayers just paying for a bunch of you cops who do nothing?"
When Chen Xiaolong heard this, he felt so choked up he wanted to vomit blood. Even though he was pinned down by the two Tibetan Mastiffs, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at Huo Sining.
