"You fucking with us!" The pale-faced officer was furious, pulling out his baton and aiming for Jiang Siming's head.

Jiang Siming didn't even bother to move, sneering, "Do you know the consequences of messing with me?"

The baton hovered above Jiang Siming's head, then stopped.

The pale-faced officer seemed to regain some composure, realizing that Jiang Siming was right.