"You damn official, are you deaf?! Let us go, now!" Yin Tao glared venomously at Su Yu, looking like she wanted to kill him.
Su Yu just smiled faintly. Without any warning, his right hand shot out and clamped around Yin Tao's slender, pale neck like an iron pincer, lifting her into the air as if she were a little chick.
"Ugh... cough, cough! You bastard... let me go... When I get out of here, I'll flay you alive..."
Yin Tao's feet kicked wildly in the air, her once-arrogant curses instantly turning into choked gags and pained groans.
The other two women were horrified. Before they could rush forward, the old jailer slapped each of them once, kicking them over into a pile of moldy straw.
"It seems you still haven't figured out your current situation."
Su Yu looked indifferently at the struggling Yin Tao and shook his head slightly. He casually balled his left hand into a fist and, relying on pure muscle power, delivered a heavy blow to the woman's abdomen.
