"You… You… You…"
Director Zheng spat out blood. He was purely enraged.
"Oh, you are vomiting blood. That is extremely dangerous. Didn't you call an ambulance? Do I need to tell you the phone number of the emergency center?" Jia Zizai was still taking pleasure from the situation.
He had experienced a mindset change. If this was the past, he would have ensured that man could not speak anymore. He might even have wished for him to have tea with God.
"Well, I am not willing to chat with you anymore, bye-bye."
Jia Zizai got into his car and left. He stepped on the accelerator, causing dust to rise on the road.
The dust flew onto the man lying on the ground.
"You! I will take revenge! You will see!" Director Zheng shouted.
"Where is my cellphone?" When he went to call an ambulance, he couldn't find his cellphone.
Damn it! Where is it?
