For a moment, only Jakarta and Fatty Li remained in the room.

"The bullet is indeed here with me." Jakarta was honest and directly admitted the bullet.

"What you said just now is right. We should be less routine and more sincere." Fatty Li nodded with a smile. That's right, "We just want to get the bullets back, it's that simple."

Jakarta stared at Fatty Li's sincere eyes for a while, pondering a little.

"You have guns?"

Fatty Li didn't say anything, just nodded.

"How many?"

Fatty Li smiled but refused to answer.

Only by maintaining their own sense of mystery can they have the hope of walking out of this office building safely.

Jakarta also felt that his question was a little abrupt. After calming down for a while, he suddenly asked, "Little brother, I wonder if you have ever considered forming an alliance?"
Chapter completed!