Nuonuo Wants to Take a Leave of Absence?

Why not go?

Upon hearing the news, Tang Nashiu's mood instantly improved.

After all, he was also a director of Landu Military Group.

The market share Landu Military Arms had lost in the Mecha Martial Arts Competition had to be recovered here.

Therefore, the Tang family's eldest young master needed to go back and prepare in advance.

For some reason, he suddenly looked forward to seeing Luoqi Heavy Industries make an appearance.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.

Sai, his head wrapped in a black scarf, followed Tang Nashiu away expressionlessly. He had been urgently recalled by the Tang family from elsewhere, originally thinking he might find some amusement, but he had not expected the outcome to possibly involve confronting Solomon.

He was not foolish enough to take on an entire organization by himself.

It was better to let the Tang family's higher-ups worry about such major matters.

The group's figures leisurely disappeared. Once Tang Nashiu was completely out of sight, everyone at the police station heaved a long sigh of relief.

Tang Nashiu was nothing like those second-generation rich kids who only knew how to idle their days away. He was clearly a venomous snake that bit whoever crossed his path—the kind that could kill with the slightest scrape.

"Chief, are we still investigating?"

An investigator beside him, still somewhat dazed, asked.

Paine, the foolish pig in front of Tang Nashiu just moments ago, now radiated an extremely dangerous aura from his eyes. He swung out a hand, and the wind howled under the pressure of that thick palm. Before the other man could react, the slap sent him spinning several times.

"Didn't you hear what Young Master Tang just said? Every lead must make progress every twelve hours. Otherwise, I won't mind stripping a