So the Police Chief applied to Diego for the right to open fire.
Firing guns is no small matter, and Diego was very cautious; he didn't agree immediately.
"Has the situation already deteriorated to this extent?"
The Police Chief took a deep breath. "Sir, there may be more than a hundred thousand people entering the city right now, and even more are rushing in from the surrounding areas. We're under tremendous pressure."
"Zhuolan has only a bit more than three thousand police officers, and we still have to protect some government departments. We simply don't have enough people to deal with this."
"They've already started attacking the police. If we don't arm our officers, they're no match for these people at all."
Diego's brows were already tightly furrowed when he heard this. Supporting himself on the armrest, he stood up and wobbled back and forth a few steps.
The Housekeeper's expression had been stern all along, and the two servants in the distance were the same.
