Under the watchful eyes of so many people, being scolded by a boy about the same age as his son, Wang Zhi's face turned blue and white. He really wished he could just slap the boy to the side.
However, since he became the traffic police captain, he's naturally not someone who acts rashly without considering the consequences. After hesitating several times, he finally walked over to the boy with a stern face.
The boy didn't say much more but took out an ID card from his pocket, showing Wang Zhi the address on it.
When Wang Zhi saw those small letters, his pupils couldn't help but contract sharply, and looking at the boy's mischievous smile, his eyes filled with even more dread. He said nothing more, walked into the stairwell, and dialed his superior's number.
"Retreat!"
When Wang Zhi came out of the stairwell, he gave Chu Ge a deep look, squeezed out the two words "Retreat" from between his teeth, and strode toward the elevator.
