Zhao Qian froze, not expecting Wu Xu, who seemed amiable, to also have such a domineering side.
However, seeing his attitude towards her, Zhao Qian's face turned ugly, and she scoffed coldly: "Really? Then let's see if you can get out from here. I witnessed you fighting, and there is also a video. This is already considered personal assault, and I can detain you for twenty-four hours without anyone saying a word."
"Fine!" Wu Xu pulled out his phone and dialed immediately.
"Xu, the sun didn't rise from the west today, did it? You're actually calling me twice in such a short time?" Zhao Jun was having a good time, enjoying the massage by the lady, teasing Wu Xu in surprise.
Wu Xu said indifferently: "Nothing much, just that your brother is at the police station now.
"What!" On the other end, Zhao Jun jumped up, startling the lady who was massaging him.
"What's going on?" Zhao Jun's expression turned serious.
