Seeing this, Zhao Qiang couldn't help but pause for a moment.
He was somewhat undecided, unsure of what Ye Ling was thinking.
"Could it be that this little bastard has made a name for himself in the past years outside, to the point where he's not even afraid of the police?" Zhao Qiang thought secretly to himself.
However, think as he might, at this moment Zhao Qiang didn't have any solution.
Grinding his teeth, Zhao Qiang made a phone call to his cousin.
Soon, Zhao Qiang hung up the phone and sneered at Ye Ling, "Just wait, I will definitely deal with you harshly today!"
"Then I'll have to deal with you properly before you deal with me," Ye Ling replied.
Ye Ling grinned, showing a mouthful of white teeth, then slapped Zhao Qiang's face again.
Zhao Qiang certainly hadn't expected that Ye Ling would dare to hit him, even with the police on their way.
