"Sean, if you continue to mess around like this, the Research Institute will take back all your freedom and you will be imprisoned here for the rest of your life!"
"Take back my freedom?"
Jing Zhi's face was deathly pale, without a trace of blood, but his eyes were wild and his smile was full of sarcasm.
"What right do you have to take away my freedom? Life imprisonment? [Am I not imprisoned for life?] It's not Christmas today, but April Fool 's!"
Peter's expression turned a little ugly.
Jing Zhi had a sharp tongue, and he couldn't beat him in an argument.
Today was supposed to be a Grand Christmas Day, but so many people had died in the Research Institute. Who was in the mood to celebrate?
"The people you killed were all innocent. They all made outstanding contributions to the entire Research Institute! They shouldn't have died so meaninglessly!!
