Gao Zhitao took a punch and instead of getting angry, he laughed. In his entire life, no one had ever dared hit him like this.
Back in the day, when he hung around with government officials' kids and wealthy heirs, they were the ones bullying others. No one dared lay a finger on him.
But now, coming here, he found himself looked down upon by these low-level cops.
"Go ahead, hit me again," Gao Zhitao said with a sinister smile.
"What a show-off." Another policeman sneered and threw a punch at Gao Zhitao.
Since things had already gotten physical, they might as well teach this vice bureau chief, who got in through connections, a proper lesson.
Just as his fist was about to land on Gao Zhitao, a hand reached out and grabbed his wrist.
The policeman, realizing that Xiang Yu dared to intervene, glared at him and shouted, "Let go!"
