"Zeta?"

"Lions, what are you doing?"

"Haha, it was a mistake." Zeta looked embarrassed.

Brando, on the other hand, looked at the usually domineering deputy captain of the police with a surprised look on his face. At this moment, the other party had a black face as always. How could it not be black? If he just shouted here, the other party's plan would fall short.

Already.

However, Brando did not expect that this guy would be so bold and wanted to lead these young people who were willing to follow him to launch a feint attack on Madara instead of Madden himself.

What kind of spirit is this?

Brando found it a bit ridiculous, but it was inevitable that he also had some surprises and admiration. Would it be better to say that this is the innocence and passion of young people, or the pursuit of ideals? But he saw a sense of responsibility from Brayson's gloomy face.

The sense of responsibility for the deputy captain of the police force.

"What do you want to do?" Brayson asked in a deep voice. Of course, he wanted to use a stronger tone, but unfortunately he didn't want the other party to break his plan.

Although it seems almost inevitable.
Chapter completed!