Sun Ningzhou, coughing up blood and pointing at Zheng Xiong's nose, cursed furiously: "You useless piece of trash! Your subordinates are all worthless! Over ten people got knocked down, even the so-called underground black boxing third place was easily dealt with. You're all useless!"
Zheng Xiong was scolded harshly but could only swallow his anger. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and kept apologizing to Sun Ningzhou, "Young Master Sun, I'm sorry, it was my oversight. Don't worry, since this happened at Tianyuan Real Estate, I will definitely give you a satisfactory response."
However, Sun Ningzhou was not satisfied with this. He glared at Zheng Xiong with blood-shot eyes and growled, "I want this brat dead! I want him to die without a place to be buried! I want him to die in agony and despair!"
