The open space not far from the laundry was the clean clothes area, where some dried clothes had to be powdered and disinfected before they could be taken out.
After Yang Meifeng was brought to the clean clothes area, someone pushed her to the ground.
She shrunk her neck, her eyes carefully glancing a few times at the fierce-looking Liu Ying, as her mind frantically searched for the name "Liu Ying."
But after thinking for a while, she still had no recollection.
Slap!
Liu Ying seemed to disdain Yang Meifeng's gaze, stepped forward, and gave her a slap that sent Yang Meifeng tumbling backwards, with blood gushing from her mouth and nose.
Zhang Hongyan, not far away, swallowed nervously, shivering and quickly turning her back.
This fat woman called Liu Ying was evidently someone who had been involved in shady dealings outside, even the kind that had blood on her hands.
Forget it, don't watch, lest it brings trouble on oneself.