Those bodyguards, relying on their superior numbers, forcibly dragged Tang Qingxue out. They wanted to force Tang Qingxue in front of the dead man to pay with her life…
Seeing Tang Qingxue's life hanging by a thread, Long Linger was so anxious that sweat started pouring down her face.
Just then, dozens of police officers suddenly surged in from both ends of the corridor. All of them were armed. "Everyone, don't make any rash moves, or I'll open fire."
Although Zhou Dahai's bodyguards were many, they were, after all, just bodyguards and had no guns. Surrounded by the police like this, they all raised their hands and didn't dare move.
"Listen up, who is the deceased's family member?" A man who looked like a police officer stepped forward.
"I am! The deceased is my dad. Officer, my dad was killed by this girl. It was manslaughter, she's guilty." Zhou Dahai protested.
