"You've ruined so many lives! You've ruined so many lives! Do you even know how many happy families you've destroyed because of your actions!"

Ali continued to hit and curse, and seeing that Ali was full of energy, Wang Wenxuan put the scalpel away.

The people he called are coming too.

The burly men were beaten so badly they couldn't fight back and kept begging for mercy.

Ahri held a stick to the heads of those people and asked, "Where is your hideout? Where were the people you captured sold to?"

None of them were willing to speak, so Ahri simply took the stick and hit one of them on the head.

A spurt of warm blood gushed out, splashing onto the faces of the burly men.

Seeing this, Wang Jiao took two steps back. She hadn't realized that Ah Li was such a fierce and ruthless woman.

Wang Wenxuan seemed to admire Ah Li, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Ahri, holding the blood-stained stick, asked again, "Tell me, or won't you?"

Someone was terrified by Ahri's move. He swallowed hard, paused for a moment, and said, "I'll talk."

Soon, the man gave a detailed account of their hideout and who they sold people to each time.

Ah Li turned off the phone's recording function, kicked the group of people, and said, "Lead the way."

Wang Wenxuan walked up to Ali and asked, "Are you going over there now?"

"Yes, just in case things get complicated."

As Ah Li was speaking, she noticed that Jiang Cheng was showing signs of waking up, so she knocked him unconscious again with a stick.

Wang Jiao felt that Ali was too cruel; with that one blow, he wasn't afraid of beating someone to the point of being unable to take care of themselves.

At that point, if the person is mentally unstable, it's uncertain whether they will be sentenced.

Wang Wenxuan didn't seem to care. He waved his phone and said, "I've called for help. They'll be here soon."

"Then you wait here for them, I'll go over first."

As Ahri spoke, she kicked the burly man and said, "Let's go."