Despite Guan Baxian's ferocious demeanor, his mind was racing with doubt as he headed outside.
'The men from the Garrison Commandant's Office... how did they get here so fast!?'
By his reckoning, the Garrison Commandant's Office had just finished off the Quicksand Gang. Shouldn't they be resting for a few days, digesting their spoils? Why had they come rushing over here so quickly?
'For one measly Duan Peng, is it really worth all this trouble?'
'This new Deputy Commander is truly ruthless!'
"How many men from the Garrison Commandant's Office are here!?" Guan Baxian demanded anxiously.
"Five in total! They're shouting for you outside right now!" the underling replied.
"What!? Five men!" Guan Baxian's steps came to a sudden halt. "You motherfucker, why didn't you say so sooner!"
