"Hey."
Xiao Zheng saw the officer pull out a handgun and point its dark barrel at him, yet he smiled.
Dare to point a gun at the Evil God?
In the entire Underworld, no one dared to do so!
Whoosh!
The sound of a raging wind whistled, and Xiao Zheng's body had already appeared before the officer like lightning, his hand grasping the officer's wrist as if it were made of iron.
"In this world, no one has ever dared to fire a gun at me under my watch," Xiao Zheng said indifferently, his fingers applying slight pressure.
Crack!
The officer's wrist bones were crushed to dust, and his hand immediately loosened, dropping the gun towards the ground.
Whoosh!
Xiao Zheng's figure flashed, maintaining a distance of several dozen meters from the officer, then without looking back, he strode toward his room.
"Ah!!"
It was only then that the officer began to scream in agony.
"You damn scoundrel, how dare you hurt me? Today I must teach you a painful lesson!"
