For these underlings, Xiao Tian has always had extensive combat experience. He knows how to quickly break them down, leaving them powerless to fight back.

Now this experience of Xiao Tian was once again demonstrated. The few bodyguards in front of him fell to the ground, crying out in pain. Clearly, the thought of standing up was a mere delusion.

Wu Xing and Jerry were directly stunned. The two stood dazedly in the back, not exaggerating at all.

They had not seen how Xiao Tian acted. Originally, Jerry thought his bodyguards would cripple Xiao Tian, feeling secretly pleased. Unexpectedly, in the next moment, the bodyguards were knocked down to the ground.

At this moment, Xiao Tian turned around and coldly said, "Do I need to drag you back, or will you get in the police car yourself?"

At this time, Yu Ningxue had already driven the police car over and parked it by the roadside.

Jerry was furious inside, but recalling Xiao Tian’s tactics just now made him feel fearful. He could only snort coldly and walk toward the police car with Wu Xing.

While walking, Wu Xing whispered, "Rest assured, Brother Jerry. I just secretly notified our people. Once we get to the police station, they will respectfully send us out!"

Upon hearing this, Jerry’s expression improved slightly. Nodding his head, the two got into the police car.

Subsequently, Xiao Tian also led the owners of the cars damaged by Wu Xing and Jerry’s collision onto the police car, intending to discuss compensation at the station.

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Meanwhile, Yan Xing, who had just received a call from Wu Xing, was driving to the Northern City Branch. The purpose was simple, to bail them out.

Yan Xing in Shanghai is at most a second or third-tier young master. Though most people on the streets would give face, they actually respect not him, but the person behind him.

Bian Yanguo.

Director of a certain department of Shanghai’s Ministry of Culture. He owns more than a dozen entertainment and media companies, a bigwig who can eat at all sides. In the Western Suburbs of Shanghai, he owns many assets, with many henchmen under his command. He treats several police stations in Shanghai like his own home, coming and going as he pleases.

This time Jerry came to Shanghai to host a very large exhibition. And the exhibition is hosted by several companies under Bian Yanguo, so even the elusive Bian Yanguo holds Jerry in high regard. So upon learning of Jerry’s misdemeanor, he immediately sent his longtime subordinate Yan Xing to bail him out, intending to come afterward.

Yan Xing drove quickly, afraid to slack off. In less than half an hour, he arrived directly at the West City Branch in Shanghai.

After getting out of the car, Yan Xing stormed into the West Bureau angrily, pushing open the door, and saw Wu Xing, Jerry, and others standing in a corner of the hall. Yan Xing immediately asked in a hostile tone, "What’s going on? How do you just arrest people?"

"Who are you?" Upon hearing Yan Xing’s voice, Xiao Tian turned his head and asked.

Yan Xing arrogantly said, "I am Yan Xing from the Ministry of Culture, here to bail someone out!"

Seeing Yan Xing, Wu Xing’s face immediately showed joy, "Brother Xing!"

Xiao Tian nodded slightly, "These two illegally modified cars, broke others’ vehicles on the road. If you want to take them, you can."

Xiao Tian glanced at the adjacent men, those whose cars were damaged, and said, "I have a few requirements. First, the illegally modified cars must be notified to the traffic police and towed away for disposal, and you must compensate these car owners!"

"Dream on!" As soon as compensation was mentioned, Jerry angrily interrupted. How could he spend money?

Thinking Yan Xing was an extraordinary person, Jerry spoke mindlessly, arguing irrationally, "It’s those car owners who were reckless, why should we compensate? Release us immediately!"

Yan Xing also snorted coldly, clearly not taking the West Bureau seriously.

Following Bian Yanguo for so long, he surely had bailed people out of police stations before. Wasn’t it always settled with just a word?

Yan Xing said coldly, "Jerry is an important guest of our company! If something big is delayed, can you bear the responsibility?"

With that, Yan Xing’s arrogance grew, "I came to bail someone out, and you’re hemming and hawing. In the main bureau, whose members wouldn’t call my boss Brother Bian? Do you believe one call could make you all go home to farm?"

"You’re too much! This is a police station!" Hearing this, the always quick-tempered Yu Ningxue stood up in anger, pointing at Yan Xing.

Seeing the attractive Yu Ningxue, Yan Xing immediately grinned wickedly, "Yo! This woman’s quite pretty, haha."

"Seems like you can’t understand human words." Seeing Yan Xing behaving arrogantly in the station, had there not been so many people in the hall, Xiao Tian would have wanted to cripple him.

At this moment, Xiao Tian’s expression turned icy, shouting, "Wang Meng! Throw this fool out!"

"Hehe, sure!"

Sitting alongside, Wang Meng, who was displeased, laughed at Xiao Tian’s words. Standing at about one meter ninety, Wang Meng walked up to Yan Xing, grabbed him like a chick, and lifted him.

"You...what are you doing?? You dare hit me??"

Lifted by Wang Meng, Yan Xing struggled desperately, evidently not expecting people here to dare use force!

Yet, Yan Xing’s resistance was futile. Wang Meng held him, exited the hall, and then ruthlessly flung him forward. Wang Meng was originally a combative element in the station, extremely strong. This throw sent the wailing Yan Xing almost ten meters away, pathetically crawling at the station’s entrance, crying in pain.

"Ah!!!"

"Safe journey!"

Wang Meng grinned, completely ignoring Yan Xing’s cries, turned back into the station, secretly pleased.

"Damn it! These bastards!" Yan Xing lay on the ground, head lowered, seeing blood on the ground. His mouth felt pain when he wiped it, discovering a tooth had been knocked out!

Instantly, Yan Xing was furious, his face changing color with rage, wishing to kill.

Just then, the sound of cars came from outside. Yan Xing looked up, seeing his boss Bian Yanguo’s vehicle.

Yan Xing hurriedly endured the pain, stood up, and walked a few steps to Bian Yanguo, just getting out of the car.

Seeing Yan Xing’s bloody and pathetic appearance, Bian Yanguo frowned, asking, "What happened to you?"

Yan Xing said with grievance, "Boss, you finally came! I went to bail them out, they wouldn’t release them, and even used force! Even mentioned your name to no avail!"

"What?" Hearing this, Bian Yanguo was instantly enraged, storming into the West Bureau in anger.

Mixing outside, for them, reputation was second; face was most important!

Money lost can be earned again, but lost face is priceless.