Han Jingnian acted as if he did not hear the voice from the speaker, he aimlessly addressed the fallen Zhang Te with a light comnt: "Zhang Cheng, you’re quite capable!"
On hearing this icy cold voice, Zhang Te instinctively shivered. He felt that Han Jingnian at the mont was far more intimidating than those who wanted him dead. He forced a smile towards Han Jingnian and weakly called out: "Boss Han..."
Han Jingnian was stern-faced, without uttering another word. He kept his head low, staring at Zhang Te, who appeared to have been heavily wounded.
Zhang Te looked as if he’s been bathed in blood, his entire person was sared with vibrant red.
If he did not recognize the man in front of him as Zhang Cheng, Han Jingnian really couldn’t believe he was the sa jovial man he saw at the airport just a few hours ago, bidding him goodbye with a smile.
His facial expression remained unchanged, even his eyes didn’t flicker, but his hand, unseen by others, had clenched into a fist.
Zhang Te was severely shaken by Han Jingnian’s stare. He forced out a smile again, and weakly tried making a sound: "Han..."
Before he could get the second word out, Han Jingnian, with a cold expression, squatted down. Before Zhang Te could comprehend what was happening, he felt his jaw being pinched. Instinctively, he opened his mouth and a pill with a fresh herbal fragrance entered his mouth.
Within a few seconds, Zhang Te realized what the pill was. He tried to spit it out, but Han Jingnian raised his chin and the round pill slid down his throat.
The mont Han Jingnian let go of Zhang Te, Zhang Te imdiately began to vomit on the ground, as if trying to spit the pill out.
Han Jingnian looked at Zhang Te with a face of disgust: "If you want to vomit, go ho and vomit. Don’t make a spectacle of yourself."
Despite the disdainful words, Zhang Te felt a warmth in his heart.
This pill was the only thing left by the Young Master for Boss Han... It was a pill that the Young Master had used all his dical skills and the world’s most precious dicinal materials to create.
In this world, there was only one. Even when his grandmother was seriously ill, Han Jingnian did not use it. But now, Han Jingnian unhesitatingly gave it to him...
The mastermind lurking in the dark was ignored outright by Han Jingnian. He didn’t just ignore him, he also disregarded the people he hired and calmly kneeled down in their presence to give the pill to Zhang Te.
He couldn’t help but speak again: "The bond between Boss Han and Zhang Te is truly touching. It makes want to play a ga with Boss Han. I’m curious. If only one of you can leave this bar alive, who would you choose?"
Han Jingnian remained defiant, continuing to ignore the voice emanating from the speaker.
"What? Can’t Boss Han make a decision? Let help you select..."
Before the voice from the speaker could finish, Han Jingnian suddenly picked up a chair and smashed it on the speaker: "Annoying! Only kids play the ga of choosing, and I’m not a kid!"
Along with the crashing sound of the chair against the speaker, Han Jingnian took hold of the nearest person and lashed out.
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