C724 The Real Culprit

Lee Chengfeng was sure there was something wrong with him. How could he let him go? His hand was like an iron clamp, firmly grabbing the waiter's wrist!

No matter how hard the waiter tried, his wrist could not break free.

At this time, the waiter was in despair. His poison had completely erupted. Even if he ate the antidote at this time, it would not help