Under the watchful eyes of everyone present, Xiao Tian strode into Fuxing Restaurant.
As soon as he walked in, a dozen gun barrels were aimed squarely at him.
At this moment, Lin Kuang was watching him with a playful look, his scar twitching, giving off an extremely grim and terrifying impression.
"Tell me, what do you want with me, the number one detective in the police force?" Lin Kuang sneered, opening his mouth.
As soon as these words left his mouth, the surrounding dozen or so criminals all grinned stupidly, seeing the young policeman in front of them as nothing but a joke.
To use a popular phrase from the internet, he was like a clown sent by monkeys, here for laughs.
With those dark gun barrels pointed at his head, Xiao Tian remained calm, showing no sign of panic.
He quickly glanced coldly around the hall, immediately understanding the positions and distribution of the dozen or so robbers.
