From a different perspective, there would be different outcomes.
If the Nighthawk men were united, they would naturally be the first to suspect that Jun Mo had ulterior motives instead of suspecting Zhu Wen, resulting in today's internal strife.
Fortunately, the two sides had yet to fight. There was still room for negotiation.
When Zhu Wen finished speaking, the people beside him heard him clearly. Now, they firmly believed that Jun Mo had deliberately thrown the gun to frame Zhu Wen.
Actually, it was understandable when they thought about it. Jun Mo had nothing now. The base had been blown up and he had become a wanted criminal in the police station. He could not even return to his home. What could he not give up, let alone a gun?
Secretary Wu realized that he might have been used by someone and hurriedly turned serious. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. "Second Young Master, I didn't mean to have a conflict with you."
