This provocative smile ignited an even fiercer rage within Fu Xiao.
He gripped the edge of the table tightly, with veins popping on his forehead, and suddenly stood up, reaching out to grab Shen Yanhe: "Damn bitch! I'll kill you!"
Officer Song's eyes hardened as he grabbed Fu Xiao's outstretched hand, twisted it behind him, and pressed him violently to the ground, barking, "Behave!"
Fu Xiao struggled ceaselessly, his eyes bloodshot, glaring at Shen Yanhe and reaching out with his free hand, "I'll kill you! Stinking whore!"
Shen Yanhe feigned panic but ruthlessly stepped on the back of Fu Xiao's hand, inconspicuously grinding it back and forth several times.
"Aaahhhh!!!!"
Fu Xiao's twisted face let out a painful howl.
His body was already in pain, and Shen Yanhe's foot, showing no mercy, made him feel like his entire palm had broken.
Officer Song pretended not to see.
He and the other two officers lifted Fu Xiao and shackled his feet as well.
