"Chief, what do we do now?"
As soon as the old officer left the holding area, several people immediately gathered around him. Quite a few had gone with him to the motor lodge. At the very front was his deputy, who looked distinctly nervous. "The hospital just called. Young Master Zhao really isn't dead, but... but think about it—so many bullets hit him, and he's still alive. What... what does he even look like now?"
A chill ran through everyone, and they nodded repeatedly, uneasily. "Exactly. What do we do?"
"What else can we do?"
The old officer gritted his teeth and cursed. "Who the hell could have expected something like this? Not only did we run into people from the Qinggang Office, we ran into a madman too... If I'd known it would be this much trouble, I'd never have listened to the surnamed Zhao's instigation, not even if you beat me to death..."
Then he suddenly looked nervous. "Did you return everything we took?"
The officer beside him hurriedly nodded. "We did, we did. We returned everything. The surnamed Zhao is unconscious, so nobody else knows."
"Remember, we were only responding to an ordinary call. Understand?"
The old officer glared fiercely at everyone present and lowered his voice. "The surnamed Zhao went crazy. He made this incident so huge, pulling strings everywhere and trying to cover everything up. I thought he was really just dealing with an ordinary convoy. Who would have thought it would involve an ability user... involve those lunatics? No matter how much power the Zhao family has, they can't settle this easily..."
"Especially since he had someone beat him into a lump of bloody meat..."
"It's strange. The surnamed Zhao usually isn't this unreliable. How did he become so reckless this time?"
He shook