The words had just fallen.
Xiang Zeng's eyebrows raised, and he was about to erupt.
Zhou Zheng hurriedly explained.
"Junior brother, it's not that I don't want to help."
"I have a rough idea of who you want me to kill."
"However, Brother Zhao said before he left that we should avoid causing trouble."
Having said that,
Xiang Zeng's face remained icy.
Zhou Zheng took out his phone directly.
"How about I call Brother Zhao and ask?"
Slap!
Xiang Zeng's palm shot out, stopping Zhou Zheng's actions.
A hint of fear unconsciously flashed through his eyes.
It was obvious that,
the past few days when he was acting like a mentally challenged person had left some side effects on Xiang Zeng.
"Get lost."
"Call me when I'm done."
Having said that,
Zhou Zheng didn't have a chance to react.
Bang!
The room door slammed shut, almost hitting Zhou Zheng's nose.
"Junior brother Xiang, please rest assured. After some time, I will definitely handle this matter for you!"
