Chu Ge erupted in a fit of rage, and the door was flung open with a bang, a black gun barrel aimed at him. This sudden situation caught Qin Ruojing completely off guard; she was utterly stupefied and stood frozen on the spot.
"I'm talking to you! Hands above your head! Now!"
The authoritative voice of the police penetrated Qin Ruojing's ears, echoing in the air. At this moment, rather than being astonished, she was bewildered. The air became incomparably heavy in an instant and she couldn't respond at all, her body tense and rooted to the spot.
"One more time! Hands above your head, squat down!"
"Click"
The safeties of the pistols aimed at Qin Ruojing's chest clicked open, the sound of metal clashing, like a prelude to death, dangerous and grave.
Qin Ruojing's mind buzzed, her legs slightly weak. Just as she instinctively started to squat as ordered by the police, a sudden warmth spread through her icy cold palms.
"Please leave."
