Zhang Yang grabbed Cheng Yue's hand and then said, "Let's go, it's time to find those people."
Zhang Yang's face was unprecedentedly solemn, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
This time, Zhang Yang decided to give these people a harsh lesson.
Cheng Yue nodded, stood up, and followed Zhang Yang out.
After leaving the room, Cheng Yue said to Zhang Yang, "Should we call the police?"
Zhang Yang sighed helplessly, "Let's report it after we get out, otherwise we might also have trouble."
"Okay, so what are we going to do next? Find those bastards?"
Hearing this, Zhang Yang looked up at the surveillance camera above.
As if staring at the people on the other side of the camera.
At this moment, the two people in the surveillance room felt a tingling sensation from Zhang Yang's gaze.
"Brother Wang, what should we do now? I've heard that this Zhang Yang is really tough; we probably can't beat him, right?"
