"Ah—!"
The assassin suddenly let out a scream.
He fell to the ground, facing the sky.
Breathless.
Coincidentally, at this very moment, someone arrived from outside.
People from the Xiao Family, the Ye Family, the Lin Family, and the Di Family!
They all came.
Zhan Meng stood there, his face ashen.
"This is not what you think."
Even the extremely clever Zhan Meng didn't know how to explain at this time.
He knew this was definitely not a coincidence; it was someone's deliberate scheme, intending to make him the target of the crowd's arrows, to make his Zhan Family the target of the crowd's arrows.
"What do you think it is then?"
Lin Xuehai looked at Zhan Meng coldly and said: "I knew long ago that someone was playing dirty tricks behind the scenes, but I never expected it to be your Zhan Family.
The Jun Family has already admitted that one of the assassins was hired by them, to kill Jun Moxie.
So the other three assassins, were they arranged by you?
