"Get me out of here," Wei coldly said to Fu Renshu.
"That will be impossible, Mafia King."
The officer who had arrested Wei came forward with a little blood sprayed on his shirt. He sneered. "We finally have the chance to watch the Mafia King rot in jail. Do you think it would be so easy to escape from here?"
Fu Renshu's gaze darkened. He tightened his grasp on the gun, but the officer clicked his tongue. "Tch. Tch. Don't be hasty, Assistant Fu. You should be careful with the gun or…"
Suddenly, a figure was thrown on the floor, and she yelped. Fu Renshu stood frozen.
"Meng Ya…" he sharply gasped.
Meng Ya trembled, and tears pooled in her eyes. Her knees hurt as the goon behind her pushed her.
"You fucking bastard!" Fu Renshu roared in anger. "How dare you touch her!?"
The officer sneered. "I can do much more to her if you don't keep the gun down."
Meng Ya exclaimed. "Renshu, you don't listen to him…" she cried. "Don't think about me and-"
