"People from the Qinglong Gang?" Zhang Xiaomeng was surprised.
"Your boss is Li Yuruan?"
Li Muling nodded, "Yes, she is my boss."
"Help me, you know what I am doing?"
Li Muling clenched her teeth, "Of course, you're here for the roster, aren't you?"
Zhang Xiaomeng was astonished, but then his expression darkened, "Have you planted someone inside the police station?"
Zhang Xiaomeng spoke very seriously, and that wicked big hand continued to grope, constantly making Li Muling uncomfortable.
And according to what Zhang Xiaomeng guessed, this Li Muling might not be a good person after all.
He couldn't help but squeeze hard, and Li Muling immediately cried out in pain, her face twisting.
"It hurts, it's killing me, let go now."
However, Zhang Xiaomeng turned a deaf ear, "It seems that after we slaughtered your Qinglong Gang's Hall Master last time, you haven't learned your lesson."
