When he arrived, there was a group of people eating in the sharehouse. Besides the blood on the ground, three carts of meat were in the shed.
After Gu Chengrui confirmed that there were no dogs inside, he turned around and flipped over the wall. He sprinkled the laxative on all the meat evenly and massaged the meat along the horizontal strips so the medicine could quickly penetrate.
This way, even washing would only remove a portion of it, and the remainder would be more than enough for those to suffer from diarrhea. But this was enough. He just wanted to see who the person behind these ruffians was. When the time came, he would skin them alive.
Of course, if they were to eat it without thoroughly washing it, they could only blame their bad luck.
After he was done, he quickly returned to the restaurant for lunch.
"Babe," Gu Chengrui said after the meal, "I'll be sleeping at the clinic tonight. You don't have to go back."
