"Beep~ Woo~~ Beep~ Woo~~ ..."
The sudden sound of police sirens broke the silence of the night, like the thunderous blast of a storm.
Ming Jing's brows furrowed slightly. Before Zhou Ling's face could change, Ming Jing instinctively snatched the dagger from her hand, striking Zhou Ling's shoulder with lightning speed. Zhou Ling winced in pain, her gaze fixed on Ming Jing in disbelief.
She actually knew kung fu… One could tell an expert just by their moves, and this was not only an expert but a master of internal strength.
Impossible…
Zhou Ling stepped back hastily, feeling as if the spot where she had been struck by Ming Jing's palm was burning hot, rendering her arms heavy and powerless.
Her two subordinates rushed to support her, as Zhou Ling gritted her teeth and glared at the emotionless young girl in a white dress on the other side.
"You actually dared to call the police?"
"It's not too late to surrender now."