"Sit."
Zhang Beixing walked into the meeting room, casually closed the door, and took the main seat without any reservation, gesturing for everyone who was still nervous to sit down.
He looked around at the group.
Almost everyone appeared somewhat tense.
Zhang Beixing was gradually becoming accustomed to this situation.
Ever since his strength had grown stronger and his status had risen higher.
An aura of authority had naturally developed around him.
When facing most people, Zhang Beixing would unintentionally reveal these qualities to some extent.
When The Ninth Bureau and the Extraordinary Reserve Squad were first established, this wasn't very noticeable.
But as time slowly passed, Zhang Beixing took the Extraordinary Reserve Squad to battles all over, gaining more fame, with Zhang Beixing's iconic moments becoming increasingly frequent.
The European Mafia, who were frightened by the attacks, had indirectly elevated Zhang Beixing's reputation to a terrifying level.
