Shen Jiaming was momentarily stunned, his outstretched hand paused in mid-air, only realizing after a few seconds — a military vehicle? Blocking both the front and back exits of Tianli Entertainment City? What in the world is going on?
Shen Jiaming snapped back to reality and quickly dialed the number he just called, which was from the surveillance room of the entertainment city's security department. However, when he dialed, he only heard a busy signal.
"Xiao Shen, what's going on?" Poison Dragon, who was in the private room, saw Shen Jiaming's actions and expressions. His face was stiff, especially since Shen Jiaming still dared not go out.
