A resounding slap rang through the private room, reaching the ears of everyone present with perfect clarity.
That slap shattered Guo Wuxing's arrogance and swagger, along with the drug users' desperate hopes and illusions.
At the same time, it sent the officers' morale soaring, filling them with an endless tide of admiration for their director!
So that was the order the director had given Mu Junjie!
That was so fucking satisfying!
At that moment, Wang Gang was filled with shame, excitement, and regret.
He was ashamed that he had judged a decent man by his own petty standards.
He was excited that the director was still the man who deserved everyone's respect.
And he regretted stubbornly disobeying the director's order. Otherwise, he would have been the one to slap Guo Wuxing.
"Y-you... you fucking dare hit me?" Stunned by the slap, Guo Wuxing clutched his face and stared incredulously at his cousin's lackey.
Then he went berserk, pointing at Mu Junjie and shrieking hysterically, "Motherfucker! I'm telling you, you're finished! And the rest of you, every last one of you, can kiss your uniforms goodbye!"
Under the influence of alcohol and drugs, Guo Wuxing had lost both his reason and his judgment. Otherwise, he would have wondered why the man dared slap him in public after taking his cousin's call.
All he could fixate on now was that he was the public security director's cousin, and these cops should treat him with the utmost respect, never daring to say a word against him.
Indeed, lately he had thoroughly enjoyed the superiority and benefits that connection brought him. He savored the looks of surprise, fear, and flattery whenever people learned that the public security director was his younger cousin.
He had gone from a penniless office worker to someone his superiors