"Speak, who made you harm our Chili Sauce Factory?" Xu Nianhua stepped forward and questioned.
"Who, who harmed you?"
Li Jianbin was stubborn as a dead duck, but the police had laid out all the evidence before him, and that was all the stubbornness he had left.
Li Jianbin clammed up, thinking, he hadn't said anything—maybe, just maybe, the other party would still be willing to pay him?
With that thought, Li Jianbin simply shut his mouth and said nothing. The crowd around him was cursing him, but he didn't care; he had been cursed at his whole life. What was a few more curses? It wouldn't cost him a piece of flesh.
"The net of Heaven has large meshes, but it lets nothing through. You think they will still pay you money? It would be good if they don't sever ties with you," Pei Yicheng stood next to Xu Nianhua, watching Li Jianbin cautiously. Even rabbits bite when they're desperate, let alone Li Jianbin, who didn't look like a good person.
