Tang Zhengqiang feigned composure, stood up, casually patted non-existent dust off his backside, and issued a mock warning:
"You'd better behave yourself."
Then he sat on the soft leather stool in front of the dressing table and just stared at the woman without moving.
In the opposite room, Zhou Yong and Chen Jianjun, who were monitoring the activity at the door, lit a cigarette and began to smoke.
Chen Jianjun took a deep drag of his cigarette, exhaled the smoke, and squinted.
"If he wanted to force his way in, the gate wouldn't stop him at all. His car is like a mobile bunker, even bomb-proof, and could easily crush ordinary cars to pieces."
Strangely, after the car stopped at the entrance, there was no further movement, and no one got out.
From inside the house, they could only see the side of the car, and the windows next to the car were privacy screens, so the two of them couldn't see what was inside the car at all.
Zhou Yong frowned, revealing the creases on his forehead.
"Damn it, what are you trying to do by pretending to be a ghost?"
Chen Jianjun shook his head.
"It's hard to say, mainly because we don't know how many people have come, so we can't act rashly."
Zhou Yong had no idea what kind of car it was; he couldn't tell anything from its appearance. After thinking for a moment, he asked:
"What is the maximum seating capacity of this vehicle?"
Chen Jianjun gave a somewhat uncertain answer.
"It seems there are ten. I saw it in a video online, but it didn't go into much detail."
"Ten..."
Zhou Yong repeated himself, his expression turning serious. If they were at full strength, even with stun guns and other weapons, they wouldn't be easy to deal with.
Do you think he's waiting for someone to leave?
Chen Jianjun nodded. "That possibility cannot be ruled out."
Zhou Yong threw his cigarette butt on the ground, then stomped on it with his shiny leather shoes, crushing it hard.
"Damn it, let's keep an eye on him and see who can outlast whom."
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