"May I ask if your purpose in going to Sanma Village was hunting, or the so-called..."
"Moving corpses?"
Xu Liang's face broke into a smile, showing no hint of coercion, instead appearing quite gentle.
But this expression turned utterly horrifying in Liu Meng's eyes.
The moment those words fell, Liu Meng's hair stood on end!
It felt as if a chilling breeze blew down his neck into his waist, making his breathing become slightly rapid, rough...
"Lawyer Xu..."
After a long pause, Liu Meng moistened his dry lips, leaning against the sofa, arms crossed and expressionless as he looked at Xu Liang.
"I don't understand what you're saying."
"Don't understand?"
"That's okay, I'll make you understand."
Xu Liang was very empathetic, having encountered many cases of poor memory where restoring memory often requires a lot of effort.
Of course, the most effective way to restore memory is often with fists, though Xu Liang wasn't particularly fond of using this method.
