"It was all his idea. I was just momentarily confused and naively believed the words of a rat, which led to my foolish mistake."
Cen Huagun pointed his finger at Bob, throwing all the blame onto this scapegoat.
When one gets shameless, they become invincible, and thick-skinned people mix better. This old guy, Cen Huagun, knew this well.
"Is he telling the truth?" Li Fei shifted his gaze to Bob.
Since Newmanlovsky had entrusted Bob with important tasks, Bob wasn't an easy target either. He shrugged, looking innocent: "Brother Li, you can't just believe one side of the story. Just think about it, Brother Qiang is the big boss of Hongxin Gang, how would he listen to someone like me, an ordinary person?"
"You're not ordinary." Li Fei looked at him thoughtfully, "Since you told Cen Huagun that Mengmeng was dead, it shows there's something wrong with you."
He stared at Bob intently, "Tell me, why did you frame me, saying I killed Mengmeng?"
