Wang Shan was overjoyed and suddenly his whole body was filled with strength.
At this time, the saint was still waiting for news from the manager, but as time passed, the saint's heart became uneasy.
Knock, knock, knock on the door.
"Enter."
As the door opened, Vice President Nan Jie walked in wearing a black suit. He had a tall and straight figure and was a handsome middle-aged man.
But even such a handsome uncle lay prone on the floor when he saw the Saint: "Saint, something big happened at the bar."
"Didn't they catch that guy?" The saint girl looked slightly displeased. The entire law enforcement team, including Jia Yong, couldn't catch even one person?
It's time to change up this law enforcement team.
Nanjie paused and said in a deep voice: "The law enforcement team has defected from the Dawn Society."
"What!" The saint couldn't remain calm after hearing this.
Hearing the saint's unhappy tone, Nan Jie lowered his forehead even more: "The manager and Jia Yong were killed on the spot. The news that came back was that the company was cleaning up its internal personnel with great force. There was even a rumor that..."
"What?" The saint's face gradually calmed down. Jia Yong was actually dead! Even the manager was dead!
"I dare not say."
"You said God would forgive you."
"That young man said that he wants you, the Saint, to... wash yourself and go to accompany him." After saying that, Nan Jie clenched his fists. If he had merged with the virus, he would immediately teach this ignorant brat a lesson for daring to say such a thing!
The saint's eyes changed slightly after hearing this. Sometimes, when you get used to being a saint, you really feel like you are a saint.
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