This very moment.
Rasco Shaw was somewhat dazed.
Cosimo Griffin and Caleb Ford were real.
The group of henchmen squatting on the ground were also real.
The weapons for the brawl, the bloodstains, all genuine.
But how did Charleston Thorne and this crowd end up at the scene?
This doesn't make any sense, does it?
"I was wondering why Secretary Jiang has been insisting on pre-emptively cracking down on organized crime at the Standing Committee. Turns out, Secretary Jiang was planning to frame me all along."
Charleston Thorne, seeing him silent,
made another sarcastic remark.
Rasco Shaw pointed at the chaotic scene and asked, "How do you explain this?"
"Explain? Why do I need to explain? To shoot a film, do I need to explain to you, the Deputy Secretary of the State Committee?"
Charleston Thorne asked.
"Film? What film? Comrade Thorne, you must be joking. Don't you think this excuse is too far-fetched?"
Rasco Shaw sneered coldly.
