"I don't know!" This woman was also stubbornly fierce. Knowing full well how unbearably painful the needle stabs were, she still insisted on resisting fiercely against Zhu Bufan.
"Ah..." Zhu Bufan struck with a second needle. The woman's face, which had just eased, immediately turned ashen again.
"The third needle!" Zhu Bufan didn't ask her whether she would speak or not, instead he directly aimed to stab the third needle because the police car was already rushing over, and there would be no chance to ask again.
"I'll talk, I'll talk, it was Wang Jiangjun who sent us, it was Wang Jiangjun!" The woman finally couldn't withstand it anymore.
It was just three needles, but in reality, the effects of these three needles were ten thousand times more fierce than three slashes. Besides, this woman wasn't a key figure in the criminal gang, so it made sense that her willpower wasn't strong.
Wang Jiangjun? Wasn't he the one who violently attacked Huang Yucui at the door?
