Chapter 2010 Racism

They had never seen a man who could travel at such a speed. In that brief moment their vision blurred, he had arrived before them. They even wondered if Zayn was not a man but a ghost. Only a ghost could travel at such a terrifying speed that he could dodge bullets. Zayn casually lifted the police officer with one hand. He said nonchalantly, “How dare you brag about arresting me when you’re just a weakling?” The bulky police officer trembled in fear after sensing Zayn’s terrifying power and intense bloodlust. With Zayn’s hand around his neck, his face went red from prolonged suffocation, and his legs were kicking frantically in the air. The officer was a muscular man who weighed more than 150 kilograms, yet Zayn, who appears to be much smaller and skinnier, could lift him with just one hand. It was a shocking sight to behold for an ordinary person. It looked just like something out of a science-fiction movie. The rest of the police officers had lost their relaxed and arrogant m