The sound disrupted the activity in the warehouse, and hearing that deep male voice tinged with justice, Xu Niannian immediately knelt to the ground, hugging her arms and sobbing softly.
The sound was pitiful beyond words, her weeping plaintive, stirring compassion in anyone who heard it.
Hu Yue led a team of police officers as they charged in, with the leading officer holding a wooden club and aiming it at the people inside the warehouse.
Liu De and the others were so frightened that they were like petrified chickens.
Zhao Zhenzhen looked even guiltier and tried to hide behind Liu De.
At that moment, Xu Niannian's coat had fallen off, leaving her in just a camisole underneath.
For Xu Niannian, this wasn't a problem; her long camisole didn't expose anything that shouldn't be exposed.
With her hair a tangled mess, she looked pitiful and helpless as she crouched on the ground, hugging her knees and crying.
