Under the coordination of the Special Police and hotel Security officers, people from inside the hotel were gradually evacuated.
On the open ground outside, people stood in circles upon circles.
There were industry tycoons who had come to attend the business forum today, tourists who were staying at the hotel, and hotel staff; in total, no less than a hundred people.
Right now, it was still unknown what the situation inside the hotel was like, on which floor the dangerous explosive was located, or if there were any trapped personnel... it was all a mystery.
"Shen Xian, I'm cold."
Shen Xian, who was earnestly observing the surroundings, heard a faint voice coming from above him.
In the ravaging cold wind of winter, Gu Chen was dressed in thin formal wear, standing tall in the wind, upright and slim, but his thin suit could not fend off the cold.
