บท 427: A Tree Wishes For Peace, But The Wind Does Not Stop Blowing

"The power supply repairman has arrived! Everyone, don't block the door, make way!"

Hearing the words coming from behind, a ray of light flashed across Jiang Xuecheng's long and narrow eyes. He quickly made way and stood with Su Wan by the side.

His knowledge of electrical circuits had always been limited to a theoretical level. Now that there was a professional on the field, it was naturally better.

Three to five electricians rushed over, already sweating. They had been prepared to rest in the middle of the night, but they had all been called over from their homes at the last minute.

When they saw the body lying on the ground, they also screamed, and their bodies could not help but tense up.

"Xiao Liu! Why is he like this?"

Judging from their tone, it was obvious that these electricians were very familiar with the man who had been electrocuted to death on the ground.