Bodhi turned around and left. Jason stood there alone, looking in the direction of the side hall. When he was hesitating whether he should go straight to the side hall, a dull sound of footsteps suddenly woke him up.
"Let's go."
The one that came was precisely Su.
At the table, Su Ru saw Jiang Haozi taking the initiative to propose a toast to He Simo, and then Jason left the table. She thought the two of them came here secretly because of some private deal, but she didn't expect that Jason's focus was actually on the side of the table.
"Is that okay?" Jason looked back at him.
"Well, there is something wrong with the Kong Family. I think the Third Lord looks pale. I'm afraid that there will be a bloody storm here tonight. We'd better take advantage of this opportunity to deal with our affairs. In case that happens, everyone will suffer in the end."
Su Rushi was now standing in the same trenches as Jason. If she was proud, she would prosper. If she was ill, she would be ill.
He tried his best to help Jason finish the mission tonight, but in fact, he was also helping himself.
Jason nodded. They bypassed the guest area and went straight to the side hall, one in the front and the other in the back.
Near the side hall were all members of the Sus.
Here, Jason saw Kernel, who was covered in blood and on the verge of death.
The so-called side hall was nothing more than a warehouse which piled up bowls and chopsticks and made things like the warehouse.
Inside the boxes were all packed with boxes that had not been opened yet.
They were densely packed, one bent, and one bent, occupying more than half of the room.
When Jason pushed open the door and walked in, Su Jian was leading a group of people to desperately stop the bleeding for Kernel.
His wounds were on his chest, lower abdomen, and thighs.
The cut in the lower abdomen was the most fatal.
A big and thick hole was made by the sharp blade.
Blood was desperately flowing out of the wound. Through the gap in the wound, one could even see the balls of red criss-crossing objects inside the wound...
"How could he be so badly injured?"
As soon as he entered the door, Jason immediately stepped forward after seeing the scene in front of him. He frowned and squatted beside Kernel.
"We were cut by someone with a knife, but fortunately, the wound was a little big, and we didn't hurt the internal organs and blood vessels. However, we don't have any hemostatic tools in our hands. If we keep bleeding, I am afraid that we can't hold on for long." Su Jian squatted beside Jason and said in a low voice.
Jason did not speak when he heard this. He stared at Kernel's painful face and asked, "What's going on with Kernel? Can he hold on? If not, I'll inform Hao and his men to find a way out. They can't die tonight. Do you understand?"
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