The Rescue Association office of Shen Feihu was on the third floor. Xu Qigang, tall and with long legs, quickly left Zhou Hong behind and arrived at the office.
"War Wolf Rescue Team Leader Xu Qigang reporting," Xu Qigang's voice was deep, hoarse, and extremely penetrating.
Inside the office, two middle-aged men were playing chess. Upon hearing the voice, the burly man flipped the chessboard excitedly and said, "The kid is here."
"I say, Old Shen, you need to change this habit of using excuses to replay moves," the man with glasses looked at the messy chessboard with dissatisfaction, "you were about to lose."
"Who said I was about to lose? I was clearly about to win," Shen Feihu widened his bull-like eyes, looking fierce.
"Aren't you being a rogue?"
"It's not your first day knowing me."
There were few as domineering and unreasonable as him; Liang Ximing was exasperated and helpless.
"Come in!"
