Without saying a word, he punched the man directly.
Lu Zheng's face turned green and he gasped for air.
"You have no right to mention her. Just get ready to repent while you're in prison!"
The devilish voice rang in Lu Zheng's ears, and he thought to himself that this time, he was truly finished.
He knew that even in prison, he would be plotted against, and his life might end this way.
Jiang Bei gestured for someone to take him out, and a policeman stepped forward.
"Mr. Jiang, Miss Lu is tied up in a room on the second floor."
"Mm, I'll go take a look."
Jiang Bei went straight upstairs by the staircase.
As soon as he opened the door, a strong stench hit his nose.
He turned on the light, and the room was instantly shrouded in a dim yellow glow.
The woman sitting in the center was Lu He.
The woman had a white cloth over her mouth, and her hands and feet were tied to the chair.
Her face was bruised, clearly showing signs of abuse.
