Late at night, eleven o'clock.
Under the night sky of Gray Gate g Gate g, a Mercedes Business screeched to a stop outside a hotel entrance. The piercing, furious sound of brakes echoed through the quiet street, drawing quite a few passersby to watch. Dong Xuebin yanked open the car door and stepped out with a grim, furious expression, striding straight toward the hotel lobby. Thinking of Mom, whose life or death was still uncertain in the Emergency Room, thinking of Xiang Daofa's suppression, Meng Xianglin's smug face, and the Japanese Delegation's arrogance, Dong Xuebin could no longer contain his anger. He was going to settle this score properly!
"Director Dong."
"Director Dong, you're here?"
"Just give the order. We'll listen to you."
Several officers had been waiting outside the hotel. Hearing him arrive, they all stepped forward to meet him.
Dong Xuebin counted them. There were four in all, none of them particularly old. Some were from the Traffic Police Team, while others were from the Public Security Section. Though Dong Xuebin could not recall every one of their names, he knew them all. Two of them had even fought alongside him when the landslide struck. Looking at them, Dong Xuebin frowned. "This operation wasn't assigned by the bureau, nor was it ordered by the county. It was entirely my personal decision. If anything happens, I'll take responsibility alone. None of the consequences will have anything to do with you."
"Director Dong, what are you saying?"
"Yeah, we're not afraid of trouble!"
Dong Xuebin waved a hand. "Enough. Let's go!"
Many leaders probably disliked Dong Xuebin because of his terrible temper. He often disregarded the consequences of his actions, and no one knew what earth-shattering thing he might do the next second. Yet his subordinates usually respected him deeply