Gu Jianguang was trembling.
Actually, he had only been able to climb to the seat of the Vice-Commissar because the Blood Strike Guard had been completely undermined during the past few years. They had been so hard-pressed that even half-competent people had been able to get drafted in.
"Are we really going to hide, sir?" a young teenager asked indignantly.
Gu Jianguang got slightly angry. He actually despised this teenager. Damn it! Just because he was indignant, it didn't mean that he could provoke him! Hadn't people always spoken through their strength? Who would want to be a coward and endure this kind of pent-up frustration? It would definitely be satisfying if they just headed over and killed the lot of them. but did that teenager really have the guts to do that? Trying to provoke Gu Jianguang was no use!
