"Don't be afraid, I'm here!"
When Sheng Siyuan bent down to tightly hold the woman in his arms from the experimental platform, his whole body was also trembling slightly.
He dared not think about what would have happened if he had been even a step later.
Soon, Xu Guannan also came in.
He saw Chu Yan, who was hugging his bloodied hand, pain contorted on his face, cowering to the side; he walked over to him.
"President, how should he be dealt with?"
Sheng Siyuan turned to look.
In just that instant, a terrifying chill of murderous intent exploded from his eyes.
"Tie him up, take him to Xiahou Yi!" he finally said, with full vehemence.
In a flash, Chu Yan curled up on the ground suddenly lifted his head, his face turning even paler.
"Why should I?"
He retorted in shock and anger.
Xu Guannan heard this, and before his boss could answer, he sneered first, "Why? Of course, because of all these things you've done!"
He cursed angrily.
But this man suddenly started to laugh.
