Inside the house.
Luo Yan raised his head, looked at the camera above, and said, "Is that so?"
Then he cut off the communication signal.
He believed that what he had shown just now was enough.
Enough to let everyone know what kind of person Chen Guanglie was.
The setup had been devised by Luo Yan, inspired by Jiang He. When the old man had said last night that he wanted to step forward and identify Chen Guanglie, Luo Yan had come up with this plan.
The technical support had been provided by Guan Qi of the "Nine Phoenixes," ensuring that everyone in the base could watch the spectacular performance just now.
As for now.
It was time to settle the score.
Clink, clank.
Chen Guanglie watched as Luo Yan took out a roll-up portable knife case. With a roll across the table, seven or eight short knives appeared in the light.
Chen Guanglie's heart clenched. "What are you trying to do?"
He suddenly moved toward the main door.
A flash of fire appeared before his eyes.
It nearly scorched his brow.
Jiang He had blocked his way.
Chen Guanglie flew into a rage. "You old bastard! Do you have a death wish? How dare you betray me!"
"Do you know what the consequences will be?"
Jiang He said with a beaming smile, "Of course I understand."
"Betraying you, Chen Guanglie, is the same as provoking the Chen family."
"The Chen family certainly won't let me off."
"But that's a matter for the future."
"If I didn't betray you, though, I would have died last night."
"Between dying now and dying later, how should one choose?"
"I think any normal person would know what to pick."
Chen Guanglie's face was full of remorse. "I knew it! I never should have