Su Weijun lowered his head and roared:
"I've thought about it carefully, everything about today seems strange, I warned them long ago to be cautious when striking."
"But he still died."
"I didn't order Zhu to be killed!"
"Telling me this is useless." Old Huang sighed:
"President Zhu was the chairman of Datong, and it took Mr. Li a lot of effort to have him take over Hongyun. A famous entrepreneur being beaten to death—do you know how many years it has been since something like this happened in Xia Country?"
"No one dares to protect you."
"..." Su Weijun's expression tightened, and after a long time, he said:
"What should we do now?"
"Run." Old Huang said:
"Before this blows up completely, and before the Public Security Bureau comes for you, run as far away as possible from Qu City."
"Hongyun has a way out. I know you have a way to leave, so hurry and go now. Maybe you can save your little life."
"I'm hanging up."
"Wait!"
"Beep... beep..."
