Nian Hongcai was at a loss for words. All three policemen had been beaten to this extent, yet Zhao Jianjun was still not satisfied. On top of that, he wanted to file a complaint against them—this was nothing short of utterly destroying them.
Such a complaint could have serious implications. Given Zhao Jianjun's influence, it was enough to send these three men to prison for around twenty years. In other words, their entire lives were completely doomed.
Chen Tianyao looked at the three bloodied policemen, shivering all over in fear, and at this moment he couldn't utter a single word. This time, he truly realized Zhao Jianjun's dominance and how untouchable the Zhao Family really was!
Zhao Jianjun turned his head and looked coldly at Chen Tianyao. Chen felt like prey under the gaze of an experienced hunter; his whole body went cold and, unable to control himself, he put on a mournful face and said with a quivering voice, "Commissar Zhao... I know I was wrong... "
