"What do you want to do? I'm asking you, what do you want to do?"
"Put your hands down immediately, right now!"
When Zhang Beixing forcefully slapped the police officer's hand away, everyone tensed up, their hearts leaping into their throats.
A seasoned police chief glared at Zhang Beixing and bellowed harshly.
It wasn't strange for them to react this way. So far, the strength and oppressive aura Zhang Beixing demonstrated were simply too powerful, too dangerous. Additionally, on their way there, their superiors had informed them that Zhang Beixing was a Martial Artist. His personal strength was so formidable that he was incomparable to ordinary people.
They had no choice but to treat him cautiously.
Everyone's fingers were on the triggers. Now, they only needed to gently pull their fingers back. The firing mechanisms of their firearms would activate, and bullets would shoot out.
