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The reporters all turned their cameras to see how Tang Zheng would respond. If he backed down, they'd have their story for tomorrow's news.
Christina eyed Tang Zheng curiously, recalling the old man in the suit's words. She wanted to know the truth; was this guy really a villain?
"It's a simple question," Tang Zheng retrorted to the Director, wishing he could arrange for a sniper to take out the old fool, hollowed out by sex and booze, "thinking of harming me, Tang the Great Leader? Dream on."
"Grab a couple of rocket launchers and blow them up, and that solves all problems," Tang Zheng wasn't going to make a move. These were Northern Europeans, and even though he was fearless, killing Newbies still carried some risks, "unless we've sacrificed too many of our own? What's the benefit to you?"
