C92 The Severed Arm

After a dozen exchanges, Changshun had managed to put Ann Ruan on the defensive. Yet, he wasn't in any rush; he knew that killing her would bring legal consequences. His priority was to extract intelligence from her.

"Do you have nothing to say?" Changshun pinned Ann Ruan to the ground.

Coughing up a mouthful of blood, Ann Ruan sneered