After waiting for four or five hours, Zhao Bin was ready. If the other party dared to come, he would follow the plan.

The anticipated police did not come or mix up, the cockscomb head did not appear, and the picture of the imaginary opponent coming to revenge did not occur.

Zhao Bin couldn't help but shuffle. He believed that depending on his uncle as the head of the police station, he dared to conclude that the cockscomb would not yield so easily, but he didn't realize that there was no movement at all.

He'd like to be troubled by the other party, preferably the director's uncle of the other...