His comrade had died, but the prisoner was still laughing. Duo Ji's heart was filled with viciousness as he kicked the prisoner who was still screaming. "Zha Cuomu, you're courting death!!"
He kicked the injured leg of the felon until he fell. As he was handcuffed, he couldn't land on the ground. He was suspended by his hands.
This was a serious felon. Even though he was screaming in pain, it couldn't hide the cruelty and viciousness in his eyes.
He saw the policeman lying in a pool of blood in front of him. He suddenly grinned cruelly. "He's dead? He's really dead? Good! That's good! He wanted to catch us… Hahaha, luck's not on his side…"
The police officer looked ruthless. His eyes were red as he raised his leg again and kicked the chest of the prisoner. "Shut up!"
The prisoner coughed violently and laughed crazily. "Hahaha, he's unlucky! He's unlucky!"
In exchange, he was beaten up until he vomited a mouthful of blood. He only stopped after he fainted from the pain.
