Make Things Worse

Chapter 167: Make Things Worse

No one stepped forward to claim the captain.

Even Chen Hansheng, who might remember him, was unmoved.

He just frowned and pondered.

His two subordinates were too far away from Zhang Wei and Zhang Lanlan.

Even if they were nearby, it would be pointless.

The crowd in the arena would not care about their voices.

Mo Ran raised his fist and was ready to punch his head, and Captain He's body went limp. He could not muster the slightest bit of resistance that belonged to a tower climber.

Wang Wen's voice could be heard from behind the crowd.

He said, "Old Mo, the Season Hotel is the First Consortium's property. Everyone knows that no one dares fire a missile at the First Consortium. Even the Tiansheng Group, who wants to kill me, wouldn't dare to do that. Who do you think fired that missile? "

Mo Ran's face turned ashen. He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Who else could it be?!"