What do you mean?
The policeman in front of him snorted coldly.
"None of your business!"
After saying this, the policeman checked the time and, without further ado, waved to the people behind him.
"Take him away!"
The policemen immediately stepped forward upon hearing this, took out handcuffs, and prepared to make the arrest.
Zhao Hailong's pupils shrank; he instinctively wanted to run, but the policeman was clearly trained, taking him down directly.
"Clack!"
The crisp sound of handcuffs echoed, and Zhao Hailong suddenly felt a cold sensation on his wrist.
"Give me ten minutes! I only need ten minutes!!!"
Zhao Hailong kept struggling, an expression of horror on his face.
"There's a misunderstanding, a real misunderstanding! I need to explain to Liu Shennan!"
"I'm not familiar with Zhang Yong; I was just hired by him to handle a lawsuit. This matter has nothing to do with me!"
"..."
His voice grew fainter until eventually, he disappeared from sight.
