"Bring out your phone," the young officer hadn't finished his words when Ye Che's tone rang out, cold and crisp.
The young officer hurriedly nodded, took out his phone, and handed it to Ye Che. Watching him only glance down and frown slightly, the officer quickly unlocked it with clear understanding.
Wow, is that the new kidney-selling 6?!
Ye Che browsed through the contacts after casually swiping the screen a couple of times and found 'Miss Xia's' phone number; his eyes instantly darkened, yet he smiled, looking handsome in the light with a sinister air to it.
Ye Che looked up at the policeman standing before him and said meaningfully, "Not bad, kid..."
Then, raising his hand, he viciously smashed the Apple phone onto the ground. Still unsatisfied, he stomped on it twice more. His ferocity was as though all the flirtatious overtures the young policeman had towards Weiyi were playing in Ye Che's mind, wishing the phone could take the policeman's place and suffer his wrath.
