Hearing that succession of gunshots, even a fool would know something was wrong, that they had encountered a hostile attack.
Therefore, without needing Qiu Tu's instructions, Chen Feng rushed forward in a few strides, grabbed Old Master Qin's arms, and twisted him back onto the table, demanding loudly, "You actually dare to arrange an attack on the Political Department?"
Old Master Qin also felt incredibly wronged at this moment. Although he had committed countless misdeeds, this wasn't his doing!
So, with a bewildered look, he shook his head, "I don't know. This isn't arranged by me."
Qiu Tu's face was as cold as water as he looked into Old Master Qin's eyes, briefly discerning that he probably wasn't lying.
Therefore, Qiu Tu didn't panic due to the hostile attack, but instead calmly issued orders, "Chen Feng, handcuff Old Master Qin to the staircase."
The staircase in this small villa had metal handrails that couldn't be moved. Once handcuffed, there was no escape.
