"Nobody told us to do it, really, we were just blind," the leader of the punks kept kowtowing.
Wang Daniu watched the few punks kneeling on the ground with a cold gaze.
He glared at them fiercely, "You have over 200 bones in your bodies, and I can take my time playing with you to see just how long you can last."
The punks hung their heads low, not daring to speak.
Wang Daniu let out a cold laugh, and with a light tap of his finger, he cracked three ribs of the leading punk.
Under such severe torture, a few minutes later, the punks finally opened their mouths.
"Boss, I'll talk, is that okay? It was... it was Obama who told us to do this. If we didn't, he would have kicked us out."
"Obama?!" Wang Daniu frowned deeply.
Katerina whispered in his ear, "He's the chief officer of this district? He's not low-ranked within the FBI; why would he target a young lady specifically?"
