He hadn't finished speaking when Tang Xiang interjected, "Then that's even better."
Da Jin: "?!?"
He couldn't make heads or tails of it.
After hanging up the phone, Da Jin scratched his head, put on his mask, and went back into the room to give Luo Changde a kick.
Luo Changde was tied up and thrown on the floor, with tape over his mouth, so he couldn't speak, just whimpering.
Da Jin crouched down, his eyes menacing as he patted Luo Changde's face: "Want to know why I kicked you?"
Luo Changde desperately scooted backward.
Da Jin grabbed his leg and dragged him over: "I can't stand the sight of you Luos, a bunch of animals." He didn't even feel like eating his boxed lunch; he'd give a beating first.
At seven in the evening.
Jiang Zhi received a call from the blood identification department of the hospital.
"Mr. Jiang, the identification results are out."
Jiang Zhi: "Speak."
