In the police car, Lin Zifeng shared a ride with the scar-faced man.
Staring at the pain caused by the brutal kick between his legs, his entire face was completely twisted.
He glared at Lin Zifeng with a ferocious look, baring his teeth, before turning his gaze to Su Ni, who looked as if nothing had happened, her face like still water.
"You two just wait! As long as I'm still alive today..."
"Smack!"
Before the scar-faced man could finish his sentence, Su Ni's slap had already landed on his face.
She sneered, "What? You want to threaten me?"
"..."
At this point, not only was Lin Zifeng stunned, but even the scar-faced man was shocked by the slap.
What kind of police are these? Why are they so hot-tempered? I hadn't even finished talking. Even if you take a step back, even if you've just kicked my balls, don't I have the right to at least talk tough?
"You... you dare hit me?" Scar clutched his painful face and said.
"Smack!"