"What's the surname!" A stern voice sounded as the middle-aged policewoman nicknamed "Big Aunt" coldly asked.
"Wang, Wang, Wang Dajun." Wang Dajun hesitated to speak. He had no idea what was going on when suddenly two scantily clad women burst in, followed by a swarm of police pointing weapons at him, and then he was locked up here.
With a loud bang, the middle-aged policewoman seemed to be going through menopause, her temper exceptionally volatile, unlike the youthful Queen Qi, it felt like a volcanic eruption.
"I'm only asking for your surname!"
"I ask one question, you answer one question. Dare to say more, and I'll cripple you." After saying that, she took out an electric baton, turned on the switch, and the blue arcs crackled as she aimed at the metal chair.
Wang Dajun's whole body shivered, his eyes twitched fiercely, and his hair stood on end.
"F*ck!" Wang Dajun felt like crying.
"Do you know why you were arrested?" The middle-aged woman asked coldly.
