"Crunch!"
Song Guanchao circled around Fan Jie's body, breaking each of his limbs.
Every time he lifted his foot to break an arm or leg, the violent stomp and the sound of cracking bones made Wu Ming's face twitch fiercely.
Too ruthless...
This scene was really too violent.
Fan Jie's body convulsed on the ground, his throat hoarse, unable to make a sound, his whole being on the verge of collapse and close to shock.
After finishing these actions, Song Guanchao took out his phone and called Liang Jianfeng.
"Mr. Liang, Mayor has been drugged, you need to send someone over."
After reporting the address, Song Guanchao looked at Uncle Hong: "Leave it to me here."
"Alright." Uncle Hong glanced at the weak-faced, heavy-eyed, seemingly ready to fall asleep Wu Qiangwei, then turned and left the room.
About ten minutes later, the first team of police arrived.
The police from the nearby police station came.
