Ye Jian grabbed Sun Ying from behind. Her collar tightened around Sun Ying's neck. Sun Ying had no choice but to stand up voluntarily. Before she could stand up, Sun Ying's knees were kicked. Ye Jian kicked her until she knelt on the ground.
Before she could say anything, Sun Ying knelt on the cold and uneven cement floor with her knees and screamed like a pig being slaughtered again.
Her arms were tied behind her back, and her knees were on the ground. At this moment, Sun Ying looked like a criminal who was being executed in the 1970s and 1980s. She was just short of a wooden board behind her arms.
Her body was in pain, but it was nothing compared to what Ye Jian said just now. She struggled to get up and shouted so loudly that her voice reverberated across the entire market. "Ye Jian, do you dare to kill me? Do you dare to kill me? Do you know who I am?"
Ye Jian smiled. "You dare to kill me. Why wouldn't I dare to kill you?"
