The man who entered was the only police superintendent in the building.
Xu Lin.
He had no intention of answering.
Instead, he continued to hold the muzzle of his gun firmly aimed at Zhang Ye, who was surrounded in the middle.
"Answer my question,"
"Where did you get this equipment from?"
Xu Lin's voice was very hoarse.
Along with his deep tone, it exuded a strong sense of deterrence.
But the two security guards in front of the muzzle had no intention of moving aside, and they even pushed their shields forward another half step.
Wang Hu and Du Chao were watching Xu Lin, while also glancing at Zhang Ye out of the corner of their eyes.
They were waiting for his command.
"Zhang Ye..."
Suddenly, Ai Bing's somewhat worried voice came from the side.
Although the woman didn't say it directly, Zhang Ye knew very well that she was reminding him not to be impulsive.
After all, the other party was the police superintendent of the government's Security Bureau.
