"If saying sorry is all it takes, then why do we need the cops?" Xiao Luo raised his brows.
Davis looked confused and asked, "Sir, didn't you demand her apology just now?"
"No, no. Whatever had happened earlier stays in the past. I am talking about right now."
Xiao Luo wagged his finger at the female inspector, then in the next instant, he slapped her hard on her face.
SMACK!
The resounding sound of the slap echoed through the cavernous customs hall. The inspector was shaken by the force of the blow and held her burning cheek. She could only stare at Xiao Luo with eyes that carried a mixture of shock and fear.
Everyone present there dropped their jaws in disbelieve. They had never seen such a scene.
"Is Brother Luo challenging the authority? He has just slapped the customs inspector!"
"Oh, my gosh. You're my hero, Brother Luo!"