Sitting in the swivel chair, Shane Winchester pursed his lips, clenched his fists, and his gaze was so grim it looked as though it could drip with water!
Joshua Sulliven chuckled coldly: "I think you can stop waiting for whatever research you're hoping on; just wait here to collect her corpse..."
"Bang--!" Shane Winchester suddenly stood up and swung a punch at Joshua Sulliven's face.
"She won't die!"
Joshua Sulliven didn't dodge, raising his hand to wipe the bloodstain at the corner of his lips, a flash of mockery in his eyes: "Then you just keep waiting."
When the words fell, Joshua Sulliven pushed him away, turned around, and walked out. He tore open the buttons of his suit and threw it on the ground, his tie around his neck also directly tossed out.
For a whole half a month, he'd had enough!
