Qian Zhongshu hugged Feng Xiaoxiao tightly, fearing she would get hurt.
Perhaps tired, Wang Dong picked up a bottle from the table and smashed it hard on Qian Zhongshu's forehead.
"Crack..." The bottle shattered and blood flowed down Qian Zhongshu's forehead.
"Clatter." Just as Wang Dong was about to continue, the lights in the KTV room were turned on completely.
Liu Hun, holding his phone, aimed it at the people in the room and said coldly, "Stop."
"You guys, kill this bastard for me. He's the one who hit me earlier, damn it. I'll make sure he suffers a fate worse than death!" Wang Dong stood up as soon as he saw Liu Hun and yelled loudly at the junior policemen beside him.
These junior policemen, in order to curry favor with Wang Dong's father, frequently helped him, so they were well-practiced.
Without hesitation, one of them pulled out a handgun from his waist and aimed at Liu Hun, while the others slowly approached him with electric batons.
