"Keep quiet, or I'll cripple you right now!"
Zhao Yaqian's action immediately drew the ire of several men in black inside the vehicle. One of them stepped forward, grabbed her hair roughly, and pressed her down into the seat.
"Let me go!"
"Who are you, let me go, let me go..." Zhao Yaqian struggled desperately as someone held her head down on the seat, rendering her immobile.
The shrill cries of the woman turned the men inside the car as grim as the bottom of a pot.
A ruthless look flashed through their eyes, if it hadn't been for the employer's explicit instructions to leave a survivor, they wouldn't have shown any mercy this time.
In a cold voice, someone said, "I'd advise you to not waste your efforts. No one outside can see inside here, and if you don't behave, we will pull out your tongue!"
The man in a black suit in the back seat of the business van threatened with a sinister face.
