The Sky King Covers the Ground Tiger

On Wei Zhi's side, after the interrogation was over, he used the apartment phone to call one of his friends, who lived on the seventeenth floor. Every unit was equipped with cluster network functionality, so residents could contact each other easily; it could be said that there were no gaps in this neighborhood.

But to be able to directly find someone through this cluster network proved that Wei Zhi was extraordinarily close with this friend.

About three minutes after the call, a tall and sturdy man who was bundled up tightly and wearing sunglasses came upstairs. Although he was dressed a little strangely, his strength wasn't ordinary.

After the man stepped through the door, he swept his gaze over the trussed up men in black, and a rough voice came out of the face mask he was wearing. "Just these ones?"

"Yes, please." Wei Zhi smiled.