The Supreme Soldier in the City

"Who are you people, how dare you barge into an interrogation room of the Public Security Bureau!" James Robinson, not recognizing a few people, was about to take action but was interrupted again, and immediately shouted in anger.

"I am Christopher Brown!" The leading man said in a deep voice, his face incredibly troubled.

"I don’t care if you are Christopher Brown or Christopher Anderson, this is a police station, everyone get out!" With Christopher Taylor here, James Robinson did not take anyone else seriously.

"Slap!" A crisp slap sounded, Qian Liben’s face turned livid as he exclaimed, "Bastard, this is the Mayor."

"Ah!" James Robinson, touching his face, was suddenly dumbfounded, as he had just cursed the Mayor, essentially digging his own grave.

Christopher Taylor stood up, chuckled, and said, "Secretary Johnson, what brings you here?"

Christopher Brown, with a stern face, looked at Christopher Taylor and said, "Christopher Taylor, you really have the nerve. You’ve turned the Public Security Bureau into a place for personal vendettas."

Christopher Taylor’s face changed. Although he had support from the provincial level, he still didn’t dare to belittle a Mayor, given that his future promotion still needed their positive evaluation. If his reputation here was damaged, even with his family’s influence, it might still be a great hassle.

Usually, his subordinates would boast, claiming that even the Mayor doesn’t measure up to him, but he knew in his heart that it was his family’s influence that the Mayor fears, not him. If he is faultless, the Mayor would give him face, but if someone catches him in wrongdoing, then it’s tough to defend himself.

But even if he was wrong, Christopher Brown didn’t need to reprimand him so directly, seriously disrespecting him.

"Secretary Johnson, I will report the details of this matter to you."