Ling Zhenfei suddenly hoisted Horse-Face up and removed his horse-head mask to reveal the face of a middle-aged man, then slapped his face hard with every blow.
Smack! Smack!
After a flurry of hits, Horse-Face's face was as swollen as a pig's head, at which point he dared not speak recklessly anymore; even if he wanted to speak, it wasn't easy.
"Spill it, who sent you guys?" Ling Zhenfei really wanted to know which power was behind this group.
"I can't tell you that, we have professional integrity!" Horse-Face managed to squeeze out a sentence.
Slap!
"Professional my ass!"
Ling Zhenfei slapped him again, hard enough that Horse-Face dared not speak anymore.
"If you keep hitting this brother, he'll be damaged beyond repair. Better to leave the interrogation to us; we might be able to get something out of him."
"You better be careful then, these two might be injured now, but they're incredibly dangerous. If they escape, there will be big trouble."