"After the incident, the police will definitely detain Jiang Xiaobai." Wei Zhongliu waved his hand, and a folding fan appeared in his hand. He slowly fanned himself, a cold smile spreading across his face.
Tang Shaofeng said, "Mr. Wei, you truly are my mastermind, framing someone else is such a brilliant plan. Only one thing, shooting that lad is too cheap for him. It'd be better if we could slowly toy with him until he dies."
Wei Zhongliu replied, "That's not difficult. Once the lad is in prison, we can slowly torment him. By then, he'll be like a turtle in a jar. Young master, you can torture him however you like."
"Haha, Jiang Xiaobai, you have no idea that your days are numbered." Tang Shaofeng laughed aloud, then said, "Mr. Wei, I'll leave this matter to you."
"Young master, just focus on recovering from your injuries. I'll handle everything else for you." Wei Zhongliu chuckled softly.
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