Chapter 229 - 225: The Frustrated Zhu Hong
"Fatty, do you have a disposable phone?"
"What for, don’t you have your own phone?" Although he asked, Hu Fei fished out a compact mobile phone from Santana’s storage box and tossed it to him.
Watching the suit-clad bodyguards patrolling outside the underground parking lot, Ling Chen’s lips quirked up as he dialed a number. After a short while, he ended the call, rolled down the window, and threw the disposable phone out.
"Alright, let’s find a spot to enjoy the show."
"You really are cunning, kid."
Ling Chen grinned: "Thanks for the compliment."
About twenty minutes later, four police cars, with sirens flashing, sped down the road and stopped next to the office building. Right after that, the car doors opened and a spirited female police officer dashed out first, holding a handgun with both hands and raising it to her chest, and she sternly shouted at the suit-clad bodyguards outside the building, "Don’t move! Raise your hands."
The bodyguards looked at each other, clueless as to why a bunch of cops had suddenly appeared.
"Officer, we haven’t broken any laws. What right do you have to arrest us?" one of the bodyguards said in a deep voice.
"We received a tip-off that someone here is carrying guns without authorization."