Li Guowei was stunned at first, then his face turned pale with fright: "Big brother, are you… are you mistaken about something? Cursing those big shots? How could I dare, that's seeking death!"
"Still daring to be stubborn at the brink of death!?"
The middle-aged man kept the gun in his right hand, while his left hand searched on the phone, thrusting the screen in front of Li Guowei's face, his anger rising: "The evidence is clear, and you still dare to argue?!"
"Damn!"
Li Guowei took a closer look and couldn't help but curse!
Displayed on the middle-aged man's phone was his own Weibo post from last night, fanning the flames by supporting Park Haolong and attacking the other guy.
That's not right.
Li Guowei was puzzled.
There wasn't anything in that Weibo post cursing those big shots to death.
His throat moved with difficulty.
He was about to explain.
"Ding."
The elevator doors opened!
