"Wei Hu, let me ask you, who ordered you to pour the gasoline?" Qingfeng Li frowned and coldly asked.
Wei Hu's eyes flickered around on his bruised face, sometimes flickering towards Jianjun Hu.
"Wei Hu, let me tell you this. What you've done today was incredibly dangerous for the general public here. The penalty for pouring gasoline is incredibly severe. As soon the police arrive, you will be sent to jail. We have 45 employees here. Based on this severity, you will be sentenced to death." Qingfeng Li coldly smiled at him as he threatened.
Of course, the penalty was going to be severe, but only severe to the point of going to jail, not to the point of being sentenced to death. Qingfeng Li just said it to scare Wei Hu.
As expected, upon hearing death, Wei Hu became scared.