"What? What did you say?"
Blackie's face went pale with fear as he quickly reviewed his past actions. The scene of silencing the truck driver came to mind. He was confident he hadn't left any traces; it was impossible for anyone to investigate and find out.
His expression was terrifyingly grim, his heart truly burning with anxiety. He had always trusted his own judgment and means.
He was convinced he wouldn't get caught, but Zhao Feipeng's firm declarations left him in doubt.
Is Zhao Feipeng deceiving him?
It doesn't seem like it.
So, if he isn't lying or bluffing, what's really going on?
Did he actually slip up, allowing people to discover the truth?
But who exactly is this person?
Just the thought of it sends chills down his spine.
