"Who did this?"
Inside the hospital room, Old Ninth stared in bewilderment at Zhou Ming, who had been beaten nearly crippled.
This was the future head of Chun Prefecture's police.
Even Little White Tiger was reluctant to fall out with him lightly. Who would attack him?
Zhou Ming had all four limbs in casts and was putting on a righteous front.
"I don't know, but there were three of them. They all looked to be at the fifth awakening. It took everything I had to drive them off. I suspect they're connected to the smuggling case I investigated earlier. As you all know, these desperate criminals will do anything for money."
Brimming with righteous indignation, Zhou Ming declared, "They thought a few minor injuries would scare me? Heh. I'll never compromise with evil forces."
Everyone in the room cast admiring looks at him.
It was as though they could see a dazzling light.
Little White Tiger glanced at the phone Xiao Yuan handed him, then exchanged a look with Old Ninth.
The two looked at Zhou Ming with even greater admiration.
A little embarrassed, Zhou Ming smiled at Little White Tiger. "Don't look at me like that. I only did what I should."
"Yeah, very admirable."
Old Ninth nodded with a mocking half-smile, secretly laughing to himself. Beaten to this fucking state, and he's still talking tough.
If Old Pestilence hadn't followed Zhou Ming the whole time, they really would have been fooled by his acting.
"Need me to help find whoever did this?"
Little White Tiger kept both hands in his pockets, feigning concern.
"N-no need. I'll avenge this myself. They're only a few fifth-awakening fighters."
Zhou Ming made it sound grand and righteous, but he still couldn't help betraying his unease under Little White Tiger's gaze.
Quite apart