"Well done!"
Wang Qiang secretly applauded.
Fang Xiaocao's subtle movements were exactly to Wang Qiang's liking.
He quietly gave the young policewoman a meaningful look.
Understanding the signal, the young policewoman stealthily moved two steps to block Wang Qiang's figure.
Wang Qiang slowly crouched down and drew the gun holstered at his waist.
When escorting a suspect to the hospital, Wang Qiang's gun was loaded, only the safety was not off.
Wang Qiang quietly turned off the safety and pressed the firing pin.
He made the gun ready to fire at any moment.
He discreetly poked the young policewoman's leg with his finger.
She understood and moved her hands behind her back while preparing for an assault.
Wang Qiang quietly handed the gun to the young policewoman and slowly stood up.
Taking advantage of Han Xue's distraction, he flashed out from behind the young policewoman.
