"Whoosh!"
The baton sliced through the air, aiming for the Enzo Car's window. At this speed, combined with the baton's hardness and the force behind Zheng Qiuyue's throw, the Enzo Car's window would definitely shatter!
Of course, even if the window broke, Hao Jian could just ask Spice Ginger to send someone to fix it. The important thing was that there was someone sitting in the car right now!
Lin Qingxue was inside the car, and yet this policewoman didn't even care?!
Seeing this situation, Hao Jian's expression suddenly turned cold, and his playful smile vanished. He stomped heavily on the ground and in an instant, dashed forward, appearing right in front of the baton, grabbing it with his hand and snatching it away.
"Don't you know that throwing things recklessly can hurt people?!"
Holding the baton in his hand, Hao Jian's eyes were icy as he looked at Zheng Qiuyue, devoid of any emotion.
