"But..."
Xie Peng's heart still had some nostalgia and reluctance for the friendship of his youth, so he wanted to argue something.
However, Zhang Hongyang waved his hand and said, "There's no 'but' anymore. Liu Zhizhong mixed with this kind of scum, and sooner or later he'll crash without me having to take him down."
Xie Peng asked in confusion, "Brother Yang, what do you mean by that...?"
Zhang Hongyang, influenced greatly by Liu Zhizhong's aura all day, felt quite oppressed, and seeing Xie Peng looking so sorrowful, he couldn't help feeling displeased.
So he said, "What do I mean? Think about it. Wen Bao is just someone out there messing around. When you mess around, sooner or later you have to pay. Liu Zhizhong hanging out with him, there are traces of Wen Bao in his achievements. Do you think Wen Bao crashing won't affect Liu Zhizhong? Hehe... messed up, messed up..."
As Zhang Hongyang spoke, he hardened his heart, his face also showing a gloomy expression.
