"Mr. Hao Jian, I... was wrong, I was really wrong, please, have mercy. I have a wife and children."
Ma Zifeng sobbed uncontrollably, repeatedly kowtowing to Hao Jian, his face a picture of desperate agony.
"Now you remember you have a wife and children? When you harmed others, did you ever think they also had families? Today you can send others to jail, and tomorrow you could send innocent people to Hell!"
Hao Jian let out a cold laugh, then raised the pistol in his hand, aiming it at Ma Zifeng:
"In your next life, remember to be a good cop!"
Ma Zifeng stared blankly at the dark muzzle, his mind a complete blank.
Regret?
Of course, but even more so, guilt.
Hao Jian was right, he indeed deserved his fate, the only thing he felt sorry for was his daughter and wife, leaving them to live in sorrow.
"Hao Jian, no!"
Yuan Shanshan shouted, her eyes brimming with tears, even if she disregarded Ma Zifeng, she still had to consider his wife and children.
