Chapter 636 Transfer

• Apparently, that struck a nerve. The officer grew impatient. She thrust the documents in front of me again and said, this time with much more fury, “I tried to be polite, but you're really getting in my hair! Don't play tricks on me, you smartass! If you want to die, just tell me. I don't mind sending you to hell!”
• With that said, she grabbed my hair and slammed me heavily against the wall.
• I could not fight back in time because of the immense pain. I could only curl up into a ball and protect my head with my hands.