The voice was very familiar. It was so familiar that it made the narcotics police officers clench their fists tightly. Then, there was the sound of someone slapping another person. Line, Target No. 2, was hitting the female soldier they sent out again.
They could hear the sounds, but they couldn't do anything. They could only listen. Even though anger burned in their chests, they could only listen.
"Who gave you permission to move around…"
Slap! Slap!
Ye Jian had already received countless slaps on her face. She was thrown left and right. Ye Jian, who was forced to raise her head, could only cry and beg for mercy.
The corners of the eyes of the narcotics officers turned red.
However, the scene was even more brutal than what they were hearing.
Lina turned all the fear in her heart into anger and directed it at Ye Jian. Not only did she use her fists, but she also kept kicking Ye Jian.
