Sent to the Police Station

Xu Ye laughed, but there was a hint of cruelty in his smile. "Brother, I'm handling this. Don't worry. None of these people will be able to escape."

Then, he made a phone call. Soon, a man in a police uniform arrived.

The leader of the group was a man in his thirties. He had strong facial features and looked like a serious person. When he saw Xu Ye, the police officer greeted him.

"Young master Xu."

Xu Ye's carefree attitude in front of Chen Mo changed. He nodded and used his eyes to signal him. "I believe you know about these people's situation. They must have done a lot of bullying over the years. What's the matter? Is it because your police can't handle them?"

After Officer Song, the leader of the group, heard Xu Ye's words, he looked a little embarrassed.