"Pfft..."
An Ruoxing couldn't hold back and spat out a mouthful, then quickly rushed out under Zhao Shanhe's murderous gaze.
Yelling at Old Man Shen and Li Changkong: "What are you two doing? What's the occasion here? Everyone, shut up."
Old Man Shen and Li Changkong looked bewildered: "Deputy Chief, what's the matter? Can't we even chat as brothers without committing a crime?"
"Do we even lose the right to speak?"
Old Man Shen looked heartbroken: "I've spent my life risking it all, and now I'm in such a pitiful state?"
Li Changkong looked despondent: "Turns out I can't even talk and discuss things with my big brother... sigh, I've really seen it all..."
With a bang.
An explosion sounded in the hall.
It was Commander Zhao who had smashed the table and stormed off.
I'm about to explode.
Caught with blame and mockery, and there's nothing I can say. Plus, I have to keep taking the blame and being suppressed...
