In a budget hotel in Ninghai City East District, Wang Zhen and three other members of the Security Association were gloomily smoking in a room, exhaling clouds of smoke.
Wang Zhen had been harshly dealt with by Ye Long and was feeling extremely displeased. After all, he was the distinguished group leader of the Capital Safety Association, and yet he'd been taken down by some lowly commoner?
The more he thought about it, the less Wang Zhen could stomach it. Who in Capital City would dare treat him like this?
And then there was the police station chief, who infuriated Wang Zhen even more, as he was clearly in cahoots with Ye Long—both of them had ganged up on him!
"Damn it, I absolutely can't let you guys get away with this!" Wang Zhen said through gritted teeth, clenching his fist fiercely.
