"Mr. Wu? Why are you in such a hurry? Why don't you stay for a cup of tea?"
Declan sneered and shot the silver needles in his hand towards Clayton, which nailed directly on Clayton's calves.
"Ah!"
Clayton let out a shrill scream and fell to the ground. For a moment, he could not feel his calves.
Right then, the middle-aged policeman and the rest came to their senses. In an instant, their faces darkened, and they went to restrain Clayton.
"Mr. Wu, what were you running for?" The policeman asked coldly. He had been an officer for more than ten years and knew the culprits' psychology well. So, when Clayton ran away, he knew what was going on.
Clayton looked pale and muttered in a panic, "I... I wasn't running away. I just wanted to go to the toilet."
"Toilet? Fine, th
