Zhang Xiaomeng didn't feel like explaining further. Bai Yifei behind him pulled out her phone, played a video clip, and deliberately moved a bit closer.
A doctor's face turned ugly on the spot, and he pointed at Chen Fei's nose, cursing furiously.
"Fuck, I thought you said you don't smoke?"
"What do you need matches for in the middle of the night?" Sima Zhao's heart is known to everyone, and with that, everyone's face darkened.
"To keep warm, can't I?" Chen Fei tried to argue, but Zhang Xiaomeng immediately gave him a kick.
Seeing this, everyone started collectively giving Chen Fei a piece of their mind.
It wasn't long before Chen Fei was beaten black and blue, and only then did he spill everything.
"Damn, it really was that old geezer Lu Zhou."
"Motherfucker, he burned down our warehouse, I'm going to burn his down too."
The doctor was quickly restrained by others.
