Whose Conspiracy Is This?

"We came here today to avenge Xiao Dong's death, not to fight for territory or people! If Xiao Dong was not killed by them, wouldn't we be playing right into the hands of the real murderer?!" Meng Xiwen shouted urgently.

These people were already blinded by rage, but only Meng Xiwen remained rational. It was precisely because of his rationality that he understood the complexity of the situation.

Meng Xiwen picked up the microphone in the car and called out to the villa: "Ma Gang, you're surrounded! I advise you to hand over your son, Ma Chenbin, and explain the situation to us. You might still have a chance to survive. Otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless!"

Leaning on the balcony, Ma Gang, furious, cursed and roared: "Damn it! I don't even know where my son is! How am I supposed to hand him over?!"

Taking a deep breath, Ma Gang continued to yell: "What the hell is wrong with you? Attacking me for no reason?! How did my son offend you?!"