Thinking of this, Zhou Jiming slowly turned his head at this moment, exchanging a glance with Uncle Tong, a hint of gravity instantly appeared in their eyes.
As the saying goes, the dark night is for murder, the windy day is for arson.
But compared to this saying, this stormy night is indeed an opportune moment for murder and revenge, because in the midst of the raging storm, many traces can be erased!
Thinking of this, a chilling sensation surged in the hearts of both men in an instant!
Pa!
Just as Zhou Jiming and Uncle Tong were filled with suspicion, a crisp sound suddenly came, echoing clearly in the corridor outside the office!
Upon hearing this sound, the tension in Uncle Tong and Zhou Jiming's hearts intensified.
At this moment, without hesitation, Zhou Jiming opened his drawer directly and took out a large, exaggerated handgun!
The entire body of the handgun was silver, gleaming ominously under the light, exuding a chilling aura.
