Consequence?
The bomb explodes, flesh and blood fly, death in an instant!
Job's lips trembled, regret overwhelming him.
If he had known such a thing would happen in Huaxia, he would have rather given up the 200,000 dollars "performance fee" than come to Huaxia!
"As for the other things you're worried about, there's no need for any concern."
"As long as you do your job well, you won't be held responsible."
"Once this vial of medicine is ingested, Su Zhiqiang will revive very quickly."
Lin Xie withdrew the dagger and said indifferently, "Go get it done."
Job's throat moved with difficulty once more, then he nodded and walked out of the bathroom.
Returning to the ICU door, he noticed the strange looks cast upon him, and Job felt very guilty.
Among them, Huang Yan was anxiously staring, constantly gesturing towards Job.
It seemed to say: Didn't I tell you to leave, why are you back?
Job chose to ignore it.
Leave?
If he dared to do that, the bomb in his pocket would explode!
