"You were shouting so loudly outside just now, how am I supposed to know what happened? I was scared!" the man with the horse-like face stubbornly insisted.
"You know why you're being arrested. Just come clean, how did Wen Dongzi die?" Xia Bing said coldly.
"Who's Wen Dongzi?" the man with the horse-like face asked.
"Playing dumb, are we? Pretending to be confused, huh?" Zhao Yang, who was fitting a splint on the man's leg, said with a faint smile.
Immediately after, there came a scream of "Ah!" as the man with the horse-like face let out a pig-slaughter-like wail, his forehead breaking out in cold sweat!
Following a bout of rapid panting and groaning, the man with the horse-like face's eyes flashed viciously as he glared at Zhao Yang, gasping and saying, "If you fall into my hands, I, I will damn kill you!"
It turned out that Zhao Yang had just deliberately applied a bit of force.
