"Ugh...!" Yan Jin let out a terrified, wretched howl, the excruciating pain of his bones being crushed made life worse than death!
"Still have a tough mouth?" Lin Shuang sneered coldly, taking out a bottle of high-proof Moutai from the back seat.
53-degree Flying Fairy Moutai.
Lin Shuang opened the bottle and poured the entire contents of Moutai onto Yan Jin's wound.
The moment the high-proof alcohol touched the wound, the searing pain swept through his entire body!
"Ugh...!!" Yan Jin howled hideously, the kind of pain made him feel as if his entire body was ignited, and the wound was on fire intensely!
Yan Jin's eyes were bloodshot from the pain, tears flowed uncontrollably.
"I really... really don't know... my Yan Family has never been involved in gun smuggling... I swear to God... I'm not lying to you..." Yan Jin's voice trembled as he spoke, breaking down!
