When Xiong En opened his eyes, he was stunned by the unfamiliar surroundings.
He swore this was definitely not the interrogation room he had seen before.
Moreover, the three people in front of him were completely unfamiliar; they weren't the ones who had initially captured him.
Looking at himself, Xiong En realized he wasn't restrained.
The three people opposite him were the typical successful types, dressed in suits, with an air of calm and composure on their faces.
"Who are you?" Xiong En frowned as he looked at them: "And where is this place?"
"Welcome to Washington, Councilman Xiong En," the person in the middle spoke: "I'm sorry to meet you in this manner, but in California, there were many things we couldn't clear up. We have to say, you've managed Los Angeles quite well."
"Washington." Xiong En's expression finally changed somewhat.
He was just radical, his thoughts slightly different from others, but he wasn't a fool.
