Li Ruoer's swift revenge had caught Wang Tong off guard.
Li Ruoer closed in onto Wang Tong and patted Wang Tong's face like patting a dog, "Aren't you mad at me? Aren't you mad that the girl who you just saved is doing this to you? Please don't. Because a piece of sh*t like you doesn't deserve to get mad at me. DON'T YOU KNOW WHO I AM? I can end your life with a FLICK!"
The more she talked, the better Wang Tong understood what she was going through. Wang Tong reasoned that she must feel ashamed after being rescued by a no-account. It made her look weak and therefore had hurt her fragile self-esteem.
As Wang Tong thought about his situation, Li Ruoer's baton landed on him again. This time, Wang Tong exaggerated the pain on his face.
"You still look down on me, don't you? Why don't you use your GN force as protection?" Li Ruoer narrowed her eyes as she spoke. She squeezed her eyelids as if she could squeeze some truth out from it.
