I'm Making It Hard For You

An Mingchen had just picked up the document and was about to read it in detail.

An explosion suddenly sounded outside the door.

The whole room seemed to tremble.

An Mingchen clutched the document in his hand and ordered his subordinate who had taken out his gun in the emergency. "Go and see what's happening."

"Boss, ahem…" His subordinate knocked on the door and entered. He coughed violently and held something in his hand. "Someone seems to have launched a biochemical attack on us… ahem…"

An Mingchen also smelled a pungent smell that made his throat itch. It was an uncomfortable feeling, but he could still endure it.

"It's nothing. It's just a small trick." He said in a normal voice. "It's not a fatal gas."

His subordinate opened the thing in his hand. It was a flat screen. Du Mengmeng instantly appeared on the screen.