"No, you can't do this!" Zhang Yantong shrieked hysterically.
Yan Bu'Er was released just like that, walking openly out of the police station. As he left, Yan Bu'Er turned to Zhang Yantong and said, "Captain Zhang, it's the old ginger that's spicier. Don't think that good always triumphs over evil is a truth. Sometimes, justice gets infected by evil. Understand?"
After speaking, Yan Bu'Er turned and walked away. Outside the police station, more than a hundred men dressed in black suits stood neatly on both sides of the road. A red carpet was laid out, ending at a Rolls-Royce. A young man ran over and said, "Master Yan, welcome home!"
"Brothers, thank you for your hard work!" Yan Bu'Er waved his hand.
"Gang Leader, thank you for your hard work!" the crowd shouted in unison.
