"Are you alright?"
Zhang Xuan quickly walked up to Fan Hong, his gaze beginning to scrutinize him from head to toe. Concerned for his subordinate, his face was filled with anxiety as he asked softly...
"Brother Xuan, don't worry, I'm fine!"
Seeing Zhang Xuan's genuine concern for others, Fan Hong's lips curled slightly upward, as he came over to pat Zhang Xuan on the shoulder, then spoke softly...
At this moment, the officers who entered the door had already begun searching around for suspects of the drug trafficking syndicate!
"Brother Xuan, what... what is that thing?"
One of the officers noticed the henchmen wrapped in the Purple Vine not far away, quickly raised his revolver, and shouted aloud...
"Wow... what is this? How are these people trapped in there!"
Following the officer's scream, they glanced around and discovered many henchmen tightly wrapped by the Purple Vine, their eyes seemed about to fall to the ground! So the officers discussed in shock and disbelief...
