He walked directly behind Xue Zetao and grabbed the latter's neck.
Then Su Ming dragged Xue Zetao into an empty office as if he were carrying a chicken.
At this moment, Xue Zetao looked at Su Ming, whose face was full of cold glare, and his heart was filled with fear.
His voice trembled as he said, "Su Ming, what are you doing?"
"Bang!" Upon hearing this, Su Ming said nothing, clenched his fist, and punched him hard in the abdomen.
"Ahhhh!" Xue Zetao immediately bent over and collapsed to the ground, clutching his abdomen and howling in pain.
It must be said that dealing with someone like Xue Zetao, who has been privileged and in a high position all their life as a social elite,
the fist is the best way to solve the problem because he has never experienced this direct kind of pain.
And once he feels pain and discomfort, he will reveal everything he knows without reservation.
"Don't you have an idea of what you've done?"
