"Self-defense? I don't see any wounds on you, but these three seem quite injured."
As the thought crossed his mind, the policeman's gaze toward Xiao Yi turned frosty, and his voice carried a sinister tone.
"Comrade police officer, you can't just say that,"
If it had been someone else, facing such a frosty look and tone from a policeman, and with so many other officers standing behind him, making such a big show, they might have been intimidated already, perhaps unable to even finish their sentence. But could such a display possibly scare Xiao Yi?
Hearing his overtly transparent stance, unmistakably siding with those four opposite him, a cold sneer flickered across the depths of Xiao Yi's eyes—it seemed he had indeed hooked a big fish.
