The crowd watched speechlessly as a tiny woman lifted the tree that was taller than her. Previously two men had struggled to lift it between the two of them, and here she was, carrying it as if it was a shopping bag.
She didn't even break a sweat or struggle for a minute.
And what was even more funny was the fact that she had no muscle at all. Her hands were skinny and twig like. There was no indication of where that strength was coming from.
"Miss, can you give us some more details?" the police said from the other side of the phone after detecting no hesitation or fear from her voice. They were simply waiting to figure out if it was a squabble or an actual problem.
Feng Jiao didn't have the patience to deal with any of that.
She simply cut the call. Anyway, the man was not being beaten up anymore. It wasn't her business to begin with, there was no reason for her to go through all of the trouble of explaining the circumstance. So she rudely cut the call on the police.
