In the interrogation room, Chu Mo leisurely puffed on a cigarette.
At this moment, a burst of footsteps sounded, and the door was violently kicked open.
Leading the group was none other than Nie Dong, but unlike last time, he brought a whole squad of special police—twenty or thirty strong, all armed with shields and guns.
Actually being able to mobilize special forces indicated that Nie Dong had considerable clout within the police force.
However, Chu Mo remained nonchalant, glancing at Nie Dong and scoffed, "Kid, does having more people help you?"
"Motherfucker, you're really so damn arrogant! Now I've got special forces behind me, you still dare to act tough?" Nie Dong cursed angrily.
"Look who's talking, I've got the skills, so I put on airs! While you, with no skills at all, are just a damn fool, get it?" Chu Mo said contemptuously.
"Alright! So damn cocky!"