"He...he said his name is Zhuo Yifan! He also...he asked you to come here in person!" Huang Mao replied tremblingly.

It's over! Whatever you are afraid of is what you are afraid of! Zhang Bo sat back on the chair, was stunned for a while before coming to his senses, and shouted at the phone: "What did you do? Why are you doing? Why are you provoking him for nothing? Don't you want to live anymore? Quickly explain what happened to me!"

Ah? Huang Mao didn't expect that Zhang Bo would get so angry at him when he heard the name Zhuo Yifan. Is this kid really a person that cannot be messed with? Huang Mao's heart has already sunk to the bottom. He is a mess, but it doesn't mean he is really stupid. Judging from his father's attitude, he had caused trouble before, so he rushed to the scene first. No matter what, he wouldn't let himself suffer. Unexpectedly, he would have to explain the matter clearly today!

Huangmao had to tell Zhang Bo carefully what happened in the hotel.

"You little bastard! I'm so angry! You're all there to stay for me, I'll come over right away!" Zhang Bo yelled at the phone again, then hung up the phone, quickly found more than a dozen jerseys, followed him towards the Hyatt Hotel.

"What did your dad say?" Long Junhao asked strangely at Huangmao's gloomy face.

"This Zhuo Yifan seems to have some background. My father actually scolded me and said that I was looking for death if I touched him!" Huang Mao said angrily.

"What's this? I think Uncle Zhang is also timid! What's the origin of this kid? I really don't believe it today!" Long Junhao's heart skipped a beat when he heard Huangmao say this! Did he really hit the nail on the head today? But how could Long Junhao admit defeat easily? And he was slapped by this kid today. How could he not regain some face?

"Mr. Zhuo, there will be no problem, right?" Yamada Inkawa asked with a chuckling look at the three guns on the table.

"What's the problem? Don't worry, I can handle it!" Zhuo Yifan waved his hand disapprovingly and said.

"This is a police gun! Can you let me see it?" Yamada Masa wanted to play with a police gun in her hand.

"Yazi, don't mess around!" Yamada Inkawa immediately glared and scolded.

Zhuo Yifan said with a lot of laughter and cry: "It doesn't matter. Since Miss Yamada is curious, let's show it to her!"

Yamada Masa was full of grievance when her father shouted, but unexpectedly Zhuo Yifan would agree and immediately smiled happily.

"Is this OK? Mr. Zhuo, don't joke!" Yamada Inkawa said quickly.

"It's okay!" Zhuo Yifan waved his hand, then picked up one of the guns, pulled out the magazine, took out all the bullets, and handed them to Masa Yamada.

Yamada Masa took the police gun with joy and started playing with it carefully. The bullets were taken out, so there would definitely be no problem! Yamada Inkawa breathed a sigh of relief.

Several J-jailers outside began to look at each other. Unexpectedly, their guns were taken to visit! If the superiors knew about this, would you do this J-jailer? Their faces were even more ugly than their dead father!

About ten minutes later, Zhuo Yifan took back the gun from Yamada Yamada's hand, then reloaded the bullet and placed the gun on the table.

At this moment, Zhang Bo also hurried to the scene with a group of J-Chiefs.
Chapter completed!