After about five minutes of waiting, Zhang Yong and his men received a call, instructing Zhang Yong to have Hao Jian brought out and tossed aside casually. They then got into their car and drove away in their police vehicle.
Without any unnecessary fuss, Hao Jian was a bit bewildered. What were these guys playing at?
"They didn't try any tricks at the police station, but brought me to this deserted spot. Such a perfect opportunity, yet they just left without taking action. What kind of game are these guys playing?"
Hao Jian rubbed his chin and shrugged helplessly, because at the last moment, he saw about thirty bare-chested men emerging from the abandoned gate. Each one had a menacing look, carrying various iron weapons, and they swaggered over.
"Boss, this must be the guy Mr. Gao wanted. The police have left. Shall we take him inside now?"
