He pointed to his face.

"Manager Su, look for yourself, the mark he left is still here!"

"Where is it?"

“It’s right here!”

Brother Zheng poked it hard twice.

It hurt so much that I kept sucking my teeth.

Although I can't see it, the burning pain is very real.

And after a period of fermentation, he could already feel a slight swelling.

"It's quite normal."

Su Luoluo still didn’t see it.

"Are you blind?"

“Watch your tone!”

Su Luoluo turned her head and asked the security guard who came with her: "Did you see any injuries?"

The security guards said in unison: "No!"

“You…you guys…”

Brother Zheng stuttered in anger.

To say that Su Luoluo is blind.

Are all people blind?

At one point, he even had an outrageous idea.

Was everything just now an illusion?

He asked his colleagues unwillingly: "Did you see it?"

“Yes.”

"Of course I can see it."

As if he had obtained key evidence, Brother Zheng immediately accused: "Well, did you hear it?"

"You are few in number, and we are many. Who do you think you should listen to?"

Su Luoluo's answer was just one word.

Absolutely.

It's absolutely watertight.

Brother Zheng understood it all at once.

The person opposite was clearly speaking in Zhang Xian's favor.

But what he didn't understand even more was.

Zhang Xian?

A delivery man?

What qualifications do I have?

On one side is the manager of a billion-dollar mansion, and on the other side is an ordinary delivery man.

To put it bluntly, delivery drivers are not even worthy of entering this community.

How could these two sides intersect?

"You...you are ganging up on me!"

"We are not, we don't."

Su Luoluo's mind is still clear.

She saw with her own eyes that Brother Zheng grabbed Zhang Xian by the collar.

This was too much to bear, so he said directly, "Putting aside your slander, it was you who just started the fight in the neighborhood, wasn't it?"

"ah?"

"Just take it as your consent."

Su Luoluo pointed at Zhang Xian and said to Brother Zheng, "You, apologize to him immediately!"