Qing Yang glared at him and said, "I don't have any elders."
"Alright, fine. You don't. Give me the tape."
"If you stop bothering me, I won't release it."
"No way. You have to give me the tape."
The policeman was determined as he said, "If it's with you now, give it to me. We also have to head to your house to get the receiver there. Then, I will forget that this ever happened."
"No. I have urgent things to attend to." Qing Yang was firm.
"Since you are in a rush, you shouldn't waste time. Let's go now. I'll come with you."
Then, all of the policemen surrounded Qing Yang.
Qing Yang grabbed onto his fist. When he thought that things were about to turn worse, a few police cars stopped by the alley.
The police were stunned and turned around. When he saw the car plate, he had a bad feeling about it.
That car belonged to their Regional Police Chief.
