Li Pengcha gritted his teeth, each word seemingly spoken with a desire to bite off her flesh.
As an international criminal police officer, a heavy scent of blood hung about him, and at this moment, his demeanor was as terrifying as an Asura from hell.
Qiaoqiao looked at him, biting her lips, unable to utter a single word.
Yet in her heart, a sense of dreadful foreboding suddenly struck.
The second in command, just a step below the leader…
Just now, upon seeing Ye Qijun, she really believed he was a good person, that he had his own unavoidable difficulties.
The Qi Liu she knew was not someone devoid of responsibility.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken the rap for the incident that harmed Xu Sheng for his mother, nor would he have saved that child during the bank robbery, let alone rescuing that elderly person while drifting…
The Ye Qijun she knew was a good person.
But now… doubts began to tear at the bottom of her heart.
She was somewhat frantic.
