Ma Chengjun's face was filled with a murderous gleam, a pair of killer eyes. The murderous intent in his eyes was something Li Xiang was very familiar with. He had no doubt that if given the chance, Ye Dan would be his next victim.
But, he would never have the chance again.
"Ye Dan has confessed everything. There's no point in resisting any longer. In the face of such evidence, this case against you is already rock-solid. The sooner you confess, the sooner we can all be freed, including yourself."
With Lan Huina's soothing, Ma Chengjun's emotions gradually stabilized.
However, no matter what Li Xiang and the others said, he pretended not to hear, saying nothing, doing nothing, just like a living dead.
This day, Li Xiang and the others still got nothing.
"Switch shifts, let another team take over."
Li Xiang knew that Ma Chengjun's psychological defenses were not easily broken. His fifteen years as a mercenary abroad made him far from ordinary.
