Silence returned to the dark lab room devoid of any warmth and sign of vitality. The stench of Wang Lei's blood rose higher and higher in the air. But the pungent smell didn't bother Mingshen a bit as much as the words of a dead man did.
Mingshen traced his gaze from Wang Lei's head to toe. The voice that threatened to take his head on the guillotine next had come somewhere from his body. That's why it sounded so near as if he was standing right next to the person.
On the other side, Bojing stared hard at Wang Lei's dead body, dumbfounded. Not only did he suddenly lay dead now but a mysterious voice from him had even dared to threaten Mingshen.
Wh-who is s-so-so gutsy to threaten Boss…?
