Old Wolf turned his head and glanced at Zhou Xiumei squatting behind the prop box.
His right hand had already touched the dagger at his waist, but he forcibly restrained himself again.
The opponents not only had firearms but also snipers hiding on the periphery.
More crucially, explosives were planted in the building, ready to be detonated at any moment.
If they rashly triggered a firefight, it would be challenging to keep Miss Zhou safe in the chaos.
It could even potentially cause all these innocent people present to perish with them.
They must first locate the explosives and eliminate all hidden threats before dealing with these abductors.
Just as the two were weighing the pros and cons, hesitant to decide.
A calm and powerful voice suddenly rang in their minds:
"What's your current situation?"
Old Wolf was slightly startled, then his eyes lit up, and he silently replied in his heart:
"Chairman..."
