There was a subtle flash of joy in the eyes of the dozen or so people behind, and Jiang Wenxi threw the gun to the ground indifferently.

He calmly pulled out an ID and threw it over: "They robbed me on the road and even harassed me. Is this how you deal with me?"

The group of people behind him said in horror: "We didn't do it, it's unfair~"

They had that thought, but after she shot them, they had no further thoughts.

The leading patrolman's expression changed immediately after reading the documents.

"Deal with it immediately. It was a mistake on our part."

The gun and the ID were handed to Jiang Wenxi. Yang Haochen looked at Jiang Wenxi with complicated eyes, wondering when she got the identity.

The patrolmen pointed their spearheads at the people they blocked and said, "Clean up the things quickly."

At this time, no one dared to resist, and they grunted and carried furniture and stones on the road.

Jiang Wenxi suggested to the three patrolmen outside: "Next time you catch someone like this, send him directly to work, so you don't waste your energy."

The patrolman was very respectful: "We will report this matter."

The dozen or so men who robbed them never expected to end up like this. Now they are all staring at them and working much more efficiently.

"The road has been cleared, please come in."

Yang Haochen started the car and drove away. Three patrolmen saw the body on the ground. One of them asked, "They killed someone. How do we report it?"

"What's the point of reporting it? It's not normal for someone to die now."

Then he looked at the dozen or so men standing on the roadside and said, "Carry the body and follow us."

Yang Haochen asked curiously: "Xixi, what identity did you get?"