Nervous, she stumbled over her words a bit. Kneeling at her feet were ruthless criminals, and even though she had escaped danger, there was still a hint of tension. "You need to go to the police station and turn yourselves in. No matter what, you must spend at least three years in prison for reflection. After you get out, you can't harm anyone again, or… or…"
Or what? She didn't even know. She wasn't a leader of the underworld, so how could she say something threatening? She glanced at the expressionless man in the suit beside her; it seemed like they would be more authoritative saying such things.
"If you dare to come out and harm people again, we'll cut your tendons!" one of the men said coldly, and he certainly sounded much more intimidating than Jennifer.