"Officer, I have no idea about this villain!" Yang Huanjin shook his head like a rattle.
"Don't know?" Oliver Wang took a step forward, stretched out his left hand, grabbed Yang Huanjin's collar, and took out his pistol with his right hand. The black muzzle of the gun was directly against Yang Huanjin's temple, and he said with a grim smile, "I'll ask you one more question, do you know or not?"
Feeling the cold muzzle of the gun pressed against his temple, Yang Huanjin was so frightened that his soul flew out of his body. He screamed miserably: "Officer, I don't know, I really don't know!"
Oliver Wang was about to ask more questions when he felt his left hand sink. He saw Yang Huanjin's face was pale, his eyes were closed, and his body was limp and sliding down. It turned out that he was frightened and fainted. He only did not fall down because Oliver Wang was holding him by the collar.
"Fainted?" Oliver Wang held Yang Huanjin and shook him twice. Seeing no response, he loosened his left hand. With a thud, Yang Huanjin fell to the ground.
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