Jiang Haifeng stood on the top step of the stairs. The man in the black suit who was at the front stood in the middle of the stairs.
As Jiang Haifeng roared and pointed his pistol at the first man in the black suit, the dozens of men in black suits immediately stopped moving.
However!
When Jiang Haifeng pointed his gun at them, the thirty men in black suits on the first floor of the basement also pulled out their pistols at the same time.
In an instant.
More than thirty pistols of various models were pointed at Jiang Haifeng.
".."The sudden situation in front of him was too shocking. Jiang Haifeng looked at the black muzzles aimed at him and widened his eyes in shock.
Why did all these people have guns?
He had spent so much effort to get a real gun back.
Who were these thugs?
How could his subordinate have a pistol?
Jiang Haifeng's emotions were in turmoil. He must have provoked a big shot that he should not have provoked.