Chapter 740 The Young Man is a Peerless Master

Shen Xing took out a small notebook and a pen, clearly recording something. However, everyone had been waiting for quite a while and still hadn't seen any of the police officers emerge. She couldn't help feeling surprised and stepped inside.

Upon entering the private room, she was shocked. Good heavens, what she saw before her looked nothing like a hotel private room; it had turned into something akin to a wax museum.

Not only was the scene a mess of dishes and utensils, but those troublemaking ruffians also seemed to be under some strange spell, each one of them frozen in bizarre postures, utterly immobile.

All of the police officers' mouths were agape, their expressions bewildered as they stared at the ruffians, who were posing variously and ferociously, trying to comprehend what was happening.

"What happened?" Shen Xing had never seen anything like this and couldn't help frowning with her delicate features twisted in confusion, asking.