With a "dong" sound, Yan Zhongyi fell to his knees on the ground.
There were three gods and four ghosts. Yan Zhongyi kowtowed to Wang Bin's family and then stood up and left the ward.
There was a raging fire in his eyes, and he wished he could fly to the police station immediately and tear Wei Ming to pieces with his bare hands so that he could be buried with Wang Bin.
The police car whizzed past on the road as if it had lost its mind.
When the sirens sounded, people thought something big had happened and all pedestrians and vehicles gave way.
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