Beijing Bai Family.
Bai Yusen looked at the three men tied up in front of him, his face extremely grim.
It had been three days, and these men had bones of steel, refusing to reveal the purpose of sneaking into the villa area.
Only after Aunt Zeng used the Dream-Entering Ability did a little something slip from their mouths.
Looking for a portrait, leaving from the Jin City port...
Bai Feng held an electric baton, interrogating them fiercely: "Speak, what portrait are you looking for? Why search in the villa area?"
But the men kneeling on the ground remained silent.
"Buzz—"
"Ah—"
"Speak or not?"
"..."
"Buzz—"
"Ah—"
"Speak quickly to avoid suffering!"
"..."
This repeated questioning was infuriating.
Bai Yusen pinched his tired brow, "Bai Feng."
"Yes."
Bai Feng put down the electric baton, glaring fiercely at the tied-up men.
"Family Head, should I try?" Aunt Zeng walked in with a cup of freshly brewed coffee.
