"What the heck is Jin Gang doing?! He's supposed to stop the fight, why is he confronting Mr. Mie instead?"
Watching from the fourth floor of the office building Dongfang Shuoyu was livid, but his reaction was hidden under the gas mask and remained unseen by others.
Fu Yiren chuckled and said, "Isn't this pretty obvious, that fool wants to test out Mr. Mie."
"What the heck, what's the point in comparing skills when we're all working for the NSA!"
Dongfang Shuoyu was fuming and turning around to his assistant, he ordered, "Quick, alert the guards. I want the fight to be stopped immediately!"
"Wait." Gu Zhanguo raised both his hands at Dongfang Shuoyu.
"Gu?"
Dongfang Shuoyu looked at him quizzically. Those were the NSA's top warriors, and any injuries sustained by any of them would have a considerable impact on the NSA's operational capabilities.