C128 shock

Xia Tianxiong held his breath, the veins on his forehead were faintly discernable, and it was almost impossible to suppress the rage burning in his heart.

After all, he was the head of the police station and was already used to his domineering attitude. Who would dare to not give him face?

As a result, he suffered at the hands of a brat. This was rather unbearable