At the intersection of Dongming Road and Shunchang Road, about three hundred meters to the south, several police cars were parked by the roadside. Lying on the ground were dozens of people, each clad in a police uniform with faces filled with an expression of agony.
In front of them stood a young man dressed in sportswear.
This young man appeared to be in his late twenties, with very ordinary looks, the kind that wouldn't stand out in a crowd.
However, his eyes were particularly captivating, bright and vivid with life but filled with a sinister hue, and they conveyed a dark indifference.
It was an indifference to — and a trampling on — human life!
All these police officers had been brought down by this one man.
Everyone had been taken down by his moves, swift as lightning, giving no one a chance to react.
Wang Shengli was now lying on the ground, his body curled up like a shrimp on the ground, his face full of pain!
