Edmund's throat emitted a grotesque sound, and the two policemen who had been knocked to the ground only reacted after being stunned, one hooking Hua Qingyi's throat from behind, while the other tried to pry open the handcuffs in his hand, but the arms clamped tightly around Edmund felt as indestructible as iron blocks. After several futile attempts, he picked up a chair from the side and smashed it against Hua Qingyi's back. With a boom, the chair shattered, but the person showed no reaction whatsoever.
"Damn it, let go!" The two policemen, at a loss for what to do, could only shout loudly over there, and things like batons had no effect at all on this seemingly meek person. Inside, they screamed, wondering what kind of monster this was. The stories previously heard from Rochester were indeed true. At that moment, they felt tempted to back out, but seeing Edmund still in the other's hands, these two policemen could only continue to try saving their director from this creature.
