"Xiao Si, oh Xiao Si!!!"
Inside the morgue of a certain hospital.
The only remaining three of the Four Heavenly Kings stood around Xiao Si's body.
After an all-night treatment by the funeral director, Xiao Si's head was finally restored to normal, but his face remained terribly ferocious.
"Xiao Si, it's all our fault, we were too careless. We never expected the Money Group to be so ruthless, to have you ambushed on the road. Xiao Si, we will avenge you!"
Mr. Han said, his face full of sorrow mixed with anger.
Wolf Child, who stood next to Mr. Han, had a gloomy expression, saying nothing.
"Si Zi, you go down first, we won't let Zhou Jin have it easy," Lan Tian said, a strange light flashing across his face. "We will avenge you, it's just a matter of time. The boss already knows about you and is returning from abroad. When he gets back, he will seek justice for you! We will send Zhou Jin down to accompany you."
"Xiao Si, rest in peace."
