"No, not me!"
"They're framing me, slandering me, I'll sue them for defamation!"
The man looked at Zhao Sen with an expression of terror, trembling uncontrollably every time his gaze fell upon the knife in Zhao Sen's hand, his fear reinforced his belief that these doctors truly were up to no good.
What kind of good doctor is a murderer?
Knives are meant to save lives!
It was at this moment that a ruthless voice suddenly erupted from the crowd, "Goddamn cowards! It's just one guy, what's there to be afraid of!"
No sooner had the words fallen than a short, stocky man with a fierce face charged out.
Brandishing a broken chair leg, his body as broad and strong as a door, he surged with formidable momentum towards Zhao Sen in front of the office door, but at the very instant their bodies could have touched, he suddenly slumped to the ground.
"Gurgle, gurgle..."
The two men lay nestled together as if they were lovers in passionate embrace.
