"We're very lucky. A total of eight bullets didn't cause any fatal damage."
"But.."
The doctor responsible for Chang Zhuxuan's surgery walked out of the operating theater. He took a deep breath and looked at Zhang Hanfu, who was waiting outside the door.
"But what?"
Zhang Hanfu's gaze focused.
"One of the bullets injured the main nerve of Mr. Chang's right leg, so it might not be easy to walk in the future.:
The doctor said in a low voice.
Just as Zhang Hanfu was about to ask something else, a middle-aged man with a serious face rushed into his ear and told him everything that happened to Qian Shenglu, Zheng Guohua, and Hong Xuezhi.
After listening to the entire situation,
Zhang Hanfu was stunned. In just one night, Anqing Group had sent a whole logistics fleet. Three of the five leaders had died, and one of them had been caught red-handed by the Malang City Police Headquarters.
"Crazy, they're all crazy!"
