Putting away his phone, Tang Zhen dragged a man lying on the ground to the sink, turned on the tap, and poured water on him.
After being splashed by the cold water, that person immediately woke up. He dizzily wiped his face and immediately started to struggle. Unfortunately, Tang Zhen's hand was as hard as iron and he was unable to break free.
"Where did the owner of this phone go?"
Tang Zhen took out his phone and waved it as he asked the man.
The man, whose face was covered in water, had a fierce expression as he roared at Tang Zhen, who the f * ck are you? do you think I won't kill you? "
Tang Zhen sneered when he heard this. He took a badly maintained pistol from the man's waist and stared at his head as he coldly said,"Don't talk to me with such an attitude, or you'll lose your life."
