Compassion was on the face of that policewoman. They were so young. What couldn't be discussed calmly? And why should they have to use a knife?

Xia Yu was completely immersed in her first two sentences. It was so good that Bao Na didn't die. She had no compassionate about that beast-like man. She prayed in her heart, hoping that Bao Na could survive.

It was not worth it to die for that kind of man. Xia Yu took a long sigh of relief and reached for the pen. She ...