"What? Targeted at me?!"
Fan Zhewei laughed coldly after hearing Jiang Chen's words, looking down on Jiang Chen with disdain: "Kid, do you have any sympathy? Setting me up? With so many people in the train carriage, how could he have known I would go over? Stop talking nonsense here. I think you're just afraid to show how cold and heartless you are, which is why you're stopping me."
As he spoke, Fan Zhewei arrogantly held his head high and walked towards the man who had fainted.
Even the bodyguards beside Fan Zhewei looked at Jiang Chen with amusement, thinking that Jiang Chen was just trying to scare Fan Zhewei, and none of them budged.
"This idiot!" Jiang Chen cursed under his breath.
Gong Lin whispered, "Is that man really targeting Fan Zhewei?"
"Mhm, he's pretending to be unconscious. His eyes have been squinting the whole time, keeping an eye on Fan Zhewei's movements!" Jiang Chen nodded.
