At Qing Ming City.
Zhang Wei was in the midst of a call with someone filing a police report.
"Well… Have you heard of bulls dropping from the sky before?"
Zhang Wei was expressionless.
He wanted very much to kill those guys in the old town.
Forget it that they were stirring up trouble every now and then. They were even lodging false reports to the police daily! This was still tolerable. However, the content of the phone conversation earlier…
Airstrike!
There was an airstrike in the old town!
To hell with it.
Would someone airstrike that lousy place?
Bam!
Zhang Wei hung up the call.
"Have you investigated?"
He turned his gaze to the operator beside him.
"Yes."
The operator nodded. "We didn't detect any airstrike. There are no large-scale armed forces capable of that within the vicinity of Qing Ming City either. It is most probably an internal fight amongst themselves…"