"Brother Yang, you're here? Hurry up, Brother Ji's calling for you!"
This little underling scurried up to him.
He was even slightly out of breath.
Zhang Feng looked at him and smirked.
In such a big city, are there really no more people around?
Why is everything left for me and Brother Dog to handle?
What Zhang Feng said...
That was really unconscionable!
Who knows whose idea it was to have the police raid that donkey meat restaurant.
They even informed Officer Hu and his team to wait until after his flight takes off.
To raid the hangar as well.
Although he hadn't heard anything about it,
the wildcat who spouted the wisdom "Old Nine is just fine,"
is probably sitting in a cell now as a house cat.
Zhang Feng complained inwardly, but he would never show it.
So, he jogged along with the little underling to meet Brother Ji.
He found that the place had somehow been set up as a stage.
And Brother Ji, Mu Qianqian, and Wang Qian were standing on it.
