C337 A Single Calamity

Zhaojingyi's hands that were hanging at his sides tightly gripped onto the corner of his clothes, and his voice trembled with anger. "Release them."

"Boss." "Let me punch his teeth out and he won't be able to say anything."

"Yes, boss." The other person was also in line, "We used so much effort to catch this person, we can't just let him go