Until a punch landed on the face.
"Boom—"
The whole person was directly knocked to the ground, the back hitting against the side table, blurring his vision with pain.
"Damn you, how dare you screw me over!"
Jiang Zhaolin was already very afraid of him. At his low roar, he was scared to death, especially since he shouldn't have been here at all.
Thinking of the sudden appearance of Jiang Jinsang, Jiang Zhaolin felt as if the world had collapsed.
Exposed?
It's over—
He was completely finished.
The overwhelming turmoil in his heart completely overshadowed the physical pain. He glimpsed at Jiang Shiyi's side, his eyes reddened like blood.
The setting sun fell through the window, draping the whole room in a bloody hue—
Two words popped into his mind:
Hell!
"Hey—" The police had already come over, trying to hold back the man, but he had already believed that Jiang Zhaolin had betrayed him, so he kicked him in the stomach.
