Xu Wang raised his eyes to look at Zhu Er, his eyes dark and dejected.
Zhu Er sighed: "Xu Wang, you should know that I am on your side. I have promised you a long time ago. Originally, you entered the trap just to help me. How could Brother Zhu harm you?"
"But isn't this forced by the situation?"
"The boss is not a philanthropic person. To settle this matter, he will have to bleed a lot. Who will pay for these losses?"
"If the boss is more cruel, he can push you out. If you think about it carefully, is this true?"
After he finished speaking, seeing that Xu Wang still didn't respond, he added: "If you don't want to, I'll tell the boss and I will try my best to fight for you."
Zhu Er's words were all for Xu Huan's sake.
"Is this what the boss asked you to tell me?" Xu Wan's voice was hoarse and he was in a bad mood.
Compared with the boss's calculations at this time, he was more concerned about the fact that he killed someone.
He couldn't stand being like an executioner and killing people.
Can he still box from now on?
As soon as I close my eyes, I see the image of the king falling to the ground.
"The boss didn't say anything." Zhu Er was not lying. "But based on my understanding of the boss, if things get serious, if you beg him, he will definitely let you stay."
"You go out first and I'll think about it." Xu Wang closed his eyes and didn't want to talk anymore.
One wrong step, one wrong step.
If he hadn't acted on a whim at the beginning, he wouldn't have sent himself into the pit!
He was about to crawl out of this quagmire, but someone stepped on him again and landed at the bottom of the quagmire.
After Zhu Er left, Xu Wan was so angry that he beat the bed.
"Hiss--" This beating affected the wound, and the pain caused Xu to grin wildly.
On the other side, Manshu dragged Yan Zhan out by the hem of his clothes.
"Third uncle, what should I do? King is dead, will Xu Wan be okay?"
"Is he the wild alienated person you mentioned earlier?" Yan Zhan asked.
It sounds a bit unnecessary.
Manshu had brought him to see someone, so naturally he was Xu Huan.
"It's him." Manshu was worried to death.
If the two elders of the Xu family knew that their grandson was boxing in a club and killed someone, wouldn't they be so angry?
"If he can really enter the special department, he can overcome the problem of black boxing."
Yan Zhan paused in his words, and Manshu looked up at him, knowing that he hadn't finished speaking yet.
"But?" She helped him start.
"First find out the cause of death."
Yan Zhan hit the nail on the head.
"Yes! Let's go over and have a look!" Manshu said as if enlightened.
Then he realized that he was still holding on to Yan Zhan's clothes, and he was a little embarrassed to let go.
King died due to ineffective rescue efforts. At this time, Huang Shengli's people were guarding outside the emergency room.
When Manshu and Yan Zhan arrived, Huang Shengli's people were confronting the people left by Zhu Er.
Huang Shengli wanted to use King's death to win the club in one fell swoop. Even if he couldn't win, he still wanted to get back the lost land.
Zhu Er was also wary of him opening his mouth, and was even worried that Huang Shengli would deliberately seek trouble after destroying the body and removing all traces.
Therefore, Zhu Eryang's purpose was to guard the corpse.
Manshu also discovered a person - Chen Yuting.
He didn't seem to have anything to do with the two parties, just sitting on the bench in a daze.
Wearing a white jumpsuit with black edges, he looked like a noble young man who had strayed into the mortal world.
Manshu was looking at Chen Yuting, and Yan Zhan also noticed.
He frowned slightly: "What are you looking at?"
"My deskmate." Manshu didn't hide anything.
She walked straight towards Chen Yuting: "What are you doing here?"
Chen Yuting looked up, saw Manshu, and laughed: "Watch the fun."