Unfortunately at this moment, the Old Priest who was the best at understanding the Sacred Heart was not by his side. Otherwise, he would have taken out his phone to capture and leave a classic photo for the boss after witnessing the scene.
Blood splattered romance and luxury under the color of blood, the simplicity of the sofa matched with the indifference on the boss's face. It was embellished with the shocked expressions of the few policemen beside him.
Zhou Ze missed the Old Priest a little now. He felt that he should urge Old Zhang to get the Old Priest out as soon as possible. Zhou Ze was a little surprised by the spurting of blood from the sofa but he did not jump up in fright. He was so scared that his face turned ashen.
