Before Ling Chen could react, there was a loud 'bang' and the door of the private room was forcefully broken open. More than ten men in suits streamed in all holding guns and loudly commanded, "Nobody move!"
Seeing who it was, Ling Chen felt a jolt of shock. Why is it them?
Without time to think further, Ling Chen quickly turned his attention towards the backpack on the table. However, the backpack containing HZ1 had already disappeared without a trace. At the same time, near the window of the private room, Wu Jun was holding the backpack in one hand, punched through the window glass with his fist, and directly jumped out, vanishing instantly.
"Stop!"
Ling Chen inwardly cursed, hurriedly rushing forward, attempting to chase Wu Jun.
Bang!
Just then, a crisp gunshot suddenly rang out, the bullet whizzing past Ling Chen and striking the window sill.
"Ling Chen, you better stay put honestly, otherwise don't blame my bullets for being indiscriminate."
