"Pole dancing? Hahaha! Brilliant!"
"Hahaha, get me an oxygen mask! The fuck were you thinking? What kind of kinky shit is in your head?"
"I'm fucking dying here! Zhang, you're a genius!"
When Zhang Menglong spoke, a wave of laughter broke out around him. After all, Murray was a senior investigator, and in the Kingdom of Frankfurt, his social status was almost equivalent to being the second in command of a city.
And Zhang Menglong actually wanted such a person to do a pole dance in full view of everyone!
This was the Bureau of Investigation, for crying out loud! A proper place! It's not a dance hall or a bar; where would they even get a pole for him to dance on?
Murray's face turned from green to purple, as if he had practiced some demonic technique and it had backfired. His mouth twitched uncontrollably. He felt it, Zhang Menglong was just toying with him! It was like a lion playing with an ant, without any purpose, just for fun.