The bald Black guy standing next to the Chevrolet perked up too, reaching into his tactical chest bag.
"Don't move!" Allen Zhang pulled out another handgun from the small of his back, pointing it at him, "Pull your cotton-picking hands out of that damn bag! Throw that bag far away from you!"
The Black man immediately raised both hands, becoming instantly compliant.
He slowly unfastened his tactical chest bag, somewhat incredulously, "How did you know I had a gun."
"Are you an idiot? Everyone else is here happily chatting away, and here you stand, looking as sorrowful as if you're at a funeral. Is this your first day on the job?" Allen Zhang cursed.
"I indeed am on my first time..." Black looked visibly troubled, not expecting to be taken by surprise.
"Mr. Jin! We came here with the intention of friendly cooperation. That gentleman is Jeddon, our company's professionally hired security officer. He holds a professional gun license."
