Police Superintendent?
Screw the Police Superintendent!
Xu Lin took one last look at the three people outside, their bodies torn open and eviscerated, his eyes utterly cold.
Since no one else was playing by the rules, why should he be constrained by his status?
The roaring noise rose again.
The wild beast raced down the road.
Any obstacle in its way would be mercilessly crushed, smashed, turned into part of the bloody debris filling the sky.
In the blink of an eye, two days had passed, and the mall had completely turned into a hell on earth.
The eight-story building, from top to bottom, now had no sign of life left, just endless haunting groans echoing inside.
When the news from the mall was brought back to the villa district by Wang Hu, the last glimmer of hope in Zheng Youcai and Chen Bingjiang's hearts was utterly extinguished.
They now looked almost unrecognizable compared to before.
Their greasy hair was filled with dust.
