Anyone could see that Chen Changsheng was just forcing an argument, forcing a smile, forcing his composure. Xiao De also thought this, so the scorn on his face grew stronger and stronger.
Chen Changsheng explained, "It would naturally be best if I could kill him, but even if I can't, it's not bad if I can drive him out of this place."
Xiao De did not understand his reasoning, nor did the dozens of experts present.
Even if it was as Chen Changsheng had said, that the trap that Zhou Tong had laid had made him a stray dog, why was a stray dog so close to death?
In the peak of summer or the depths of winter, stray dogs could be seen around any part of the capital. Although they lived rather bitter lives, it was not so easy for them to die. And if Zhou Tong was a dog, he was no ordinary dog. He had the sharpest teeth in the world, and they were also coated in the most frightening of poisons.
