All the police officers turned to look at Luo Zheng with questioning eyes, their faces turning ashen. The prison warden also coldly stared at Luo Zheng, growing anxious. If Luo Zheng reneged on their agreement, they would all be doomed. Without weapons, they were no match for these ruthless criminals. Thankfully, Luo Zheng did not further trouble the police. Instead, he beat up the offending prisoner, easing the tension. He then gestured for the agitated officers to quiet down before turning his gaze to Luo Zheng.
"That bastard used to beat me up!" The prisoner raged, showing no respect for Luo Zheng; following orders was one thing, but personal interests made it quite another.
Luo Zheng roughly guessed what was happening. His expression turned icy as he drew his service pistol and said coldly, "I said no one should start trouble. You can't blame me now."
