"You... what are you doing? Let go of me right away, if you dare to lay a hand on me, my brother... he won't let you off." Wang Xiwen, looking at the glass teacup close to her lips, cried out in some panic.
This thing had been prepared in advance.
She certainly knew what this was.
When Tang Anzhi first saw this abrupt cup of water, she was somewhat skeptical, but upon seeing the woman's expression, she knew her suspicion was not unfounded.
Good, very good—
At this moment, Tang Anzhi's eyes frosted over, no longer hesitating.
Turning the hand that was grasping the throat in another direction, she grabbed Wang Xiwen's chin instead, and then poured out a third of the cup of water.
Then let her go, and the remaining water was poured over the two unconscious men.
Her strength just now wasn't very heavy, so these two men would wake up quite quickly.
