At this time, Anderson was a mixture of anger and confusion. He did not understand why the firearms group would want to hinder them at this time. It did not matter who they sold the weapons to, when did they offend the firearms group?
But in the next second-!
The look in his eyes changed from doubt to an indescribable one.
He frowned.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
The door of the conference room was opened, and two armed agents pushed the door open. They stood by the door, and a large group of people came in.
At a glance, he saw the man who was walking in the front.
The man at the front was wearing a black trench coat with a formal suit underneath. He was clapping his hands, and when his eyes met with Anson's, he smiled playfully.
After he entered, he looked at him meaningfully with his long and narrow Phoenix eyes and said faintly, " good guess. Godfather, tell me, what misunderstanding is there between us? "
