"Stop! I came to bring you benefits, not to pick a fight!" Jiang Quan screamed in fright.
Having his bones shattered by bullets was painful enough, not to mention rubbing chili oil and sprinkling salt on them...
Unthinkable...
"Do you admit that you just framed me?" Li Teng raised the spoon in his hand.
"Yes, I was wrong; I shouldn't have framed you." Jiang Quan was on the verge of tears. If he hadn't known that the committee bastards were watching the live broadcast, he would have really cried.
"Alright, then let's find a place to have a proper chat." Li Teng put away the small bottle.
Jiang Quan was still in unbearable pain, but he dared not seek Li Teng's treatment anymore.
Who uses chili oil and salt to treat wounds! How could this person be so twisted?
Li Teng didn't take Jiang Quan to any reception room or meeting room; instead, he directly took him to the polygraph room.
Upon entering, the staff in white lab coats at the base placed an electronic hood on Jiang Quan.