Zhang Mou's mouth stretched into a sneer, his eyes filled with mocking laughter.
He was too arrogant, too shameless.
Chen Qiuhai gritted his teeth, wishing he could punch the scoundrel to death.
But the orders from above weighed on him like a mountain.
"Release him, release him!" Chen Qiuhai's voice was low, and he turned his head away in pain.
Zhang Mou was released on the spot, shaking his wrists and still laughing. "It's not that I'm saying it, Officer Chen, you're still too rigid! You haven't figured out whose territory this Southern Prefecture is. Do they still expect you to go to the Wang family to apologize?"
Chen Qiuhai clenched his fists, which crackled.
Zhang Mou sauntered over, taking out his phone in front of him. "Let me arrange something. You prepare a good gift. When you get to the Wang family, I'll put in a good word for you as we're colleagues in the police department. Heh heh, let's go? What are you still standing there for?"
His petty face made Chen Qiuhai's blood rush to his head.
Zhang Mou became even more arrogant at this moment, relishing the satisfaction of making the chief officer of the Southern Prefecture look foolish.
Reaching out, Zhang Mou arrogantly and presumptuously patted Chen Qiuhai's shoulder. "In the Southern Prefecture, no one can touch me. It only takes a word from my cousin, understand?"
Chen Qiuhai's teeth were about to shatter.
Zhang Mou brazenly took out the cigarettes from Chen Qiuhai's pocket and put one in his mouth. "Oh, I don't have a light. Could Officer Chen help me light it?"
Damn it!
This idiot was still going on and on.
Chen Qiuhai remained silent.
Zhang Mou burst into laughter, as if a cat was playing with a mouse. "Light me a cigarette, and I'll plead for you. What a bargain!"
Chen Qiuhai's eyes turned red, and he punched Zhang Mou back.
Zhang Mou clutched his chest, groaning, "Chen Qiuhai, don't be ungrateful! You're such a insignificant official, who do you think you are! You must light this cigarette for me today, or I'll call my cousin right now and make sure you can't escape the consequences!"
Click!
A lighter nearby was ignited and brought to Zhang Mou's mouth.
Zhang Mou glanced sideways and saw Qin Yexuan.
He actually lit the cigarette for him.
Zhang Mou's smile was triumphant. "See? How arrogant was this Mr. Qin just now? And now he's given in? Chen Qiuhai, open your eyes and see clearly..."
While he was still shouting, Qin Yexuan's lighter directly lit his hair.
With a smell of scorching, Zhang Mou's hair instantly caught fire.
He froze in place.
Then, with a bang, his entire head slammed into the side of a car.
Qin Yexuan's expression remained calm, and he struck again with another palm.
Crack!
Zhang Mou's right wrist was broken.
Before he could even scream, a pack of cigarettes was shoved into his foul mouth.
Qin Yexuan grabbed the scoundrel by his collar and, with a blank expression, waved his hand again.
With a crash, Zhang Mou hit the car again.
This time, with another crack, his right leg also broke.
Only then did Qin Yexuan throw down the soot-covered Zhang Mou and clap his hands, saying calmly, "Qiuhai, we still have to do things according to my rules!"
Only then did Zhang Mou let out ear-piercing screams.
Qin Yexuan beckoned to Zhang Mou's henchmen.
Those men trembled as they approached.
"Drive, take him to the Wang family in the Southern Prefecture. Tell Madam Wang that I, Qin Yexuan, will be visiting soon! I hope she can find more connections, the stronger the better. A mere governor of Jiangnan, heh heh, that's far from enough!"
The henchmen frantically lifted the screaming Zhang Mou.
As Zhang Mou was put into the car, he still shrieked, "You, you're finished! Oh, it hurts so much! Hurry and take me to the hospital!"
The car sped away.
Chen Qiuhai spat angrily, "Trash!"
Then he walked up to Qin Yexuan and whispered, "The Wang family in the Southern Prefecture is no ordinary family. I know the background of the Jiangnan Governor very well; he's a disciple of the Heavenly King!"
"Hmm, the Heavenly King..."
Qin Yexuan said calmly, "The one guarding the southern border."
Chen Qiuhai rubbed his hands. "He's at the same level as my senior uncle Li Tianxing. That person is known as the Marshal of the South, and even Senior Uncle Li Tianxing might not be able to interfere!"
Qin Yexuan remained calm. "I said we'd do things according to my rules. There's no need to trouble Tianxing and the others."
With that, he strode into the police station and opened the door to the interrogation room.
Su Mingyue, who was locked to a chair, burst into tears upon seeing her brother-in-law.
No matter how strong she was, she couldn't withstand this terror.
Being locked in a dark room, questioned by several fierce men, and having to write two confessions.
Qin Yexuan directly broke her handcuffs and, looking at the scars on her fair wrists, his fingers trembled.
"Ayue, I'm sorry, brother-in-law is late."
"Sob sob, brother-in-law, hurry and save Ningshuang. I don't know where she's being held."
Qin Yexuan tore up the confessions on the table. At that moment, Chen Qiuhai and his subordinates had already broken down the door of the dark room.
In the damp, foul-smelling small room, Su Ningshuang was lying on the cold floor, with traces of electric shock on her body.
Chen Qiuhai was stunned and frantically called out Ningshuang's name before quickly calling an ambulance.