"I, I don't know!" Wang Jie Ming said in terror.
"Don't know? Heh, you will know very soon." Zhang Xiaohao said with a cruel smile.
Crack!
"Ah!"
His knee was completely crushed alive, causing Wang Jie Ming to cry out in excruciating pain.
Zhang Xiaohao indifferently withdrew his right foot and said.
"Do you know now?"
"I, I..." Wang Jie Ming was just about to answer.
At that moment, a series of hurried footsteps rapidly ascended from downstairs.
"Murder! Help! Help..." Wang Jie Ming exerted all his strength, desperately crying for help.
Zhang Xiaohao crossed his arms and stood indifferently in place, with no intention of stopping him.
A few seconds later,
five or six policemen quickly rushed up from downstairs, led by a middle-aged man.
Upon seeing the newcomers, the corners of Zhang Xiaohao's mouth lifted, his face bearing a playful smile.