Ye Tian hadn't finished speaking when Zhang Jingfu threw a punch with all the resentment he had accumulated over the years. The force was solid and substantial!
Ye Tian's head tilted and he fainted. On the large steel chair, only a nearly paralyzed body remained. Zhang Jingfu wasn't afraid that the kid might die; the higher-ups had already issued orders that as long as they could find the whereabouts of those items, whether he lived or died didn't matter.
Just then, the sound of high heels approached.
Zhang Jingfu didn't need to look back to know who it was— who else but that doctor. Always carrying a long face, as if everyone owed him two hundred cents.
"You made a mistake."
The woman with a ponytail glanced at Ye Tian, foaming at the mouth, and immediately judged the truth. This guy named Ye Tian was playing mind games with her.
Zhang Jingfu thought for a moment, then realized and said, "This kid deliberately angered me."
