An hour later, there were only about forty hostages left here.

The two looked at each other, with a subtle light dancing in their eyes. Chu He said, "Okay. I promise you."

The blond man clapped his hands: "Refreshingly. I'm waiting for your good news."

After that, he turned back to the chair by the window and slowly smoked a cigarette.

"An hour later -" Tang Fei pursed his lips and said in a voice that only Chu He and he could hear. "Action?"

"With more than forty hostages, the risk is much smaller." Chu He said meaningfully.

"Um."

…

"Do you really want to continue playing?" A subordinate walked up to the blond man and lowered his voice. "Forty people, the chips are a little short."

The blond man took a drag on his cigarette, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "In addition to these injured soldiers and members of the Divine Corps -" the blond man joked. "Looking around the world, no one has yet defeated the Divine Corps, right?"

"Tonight, the Chinese military must be punished for the mistakes they made."

The loyal subordinate's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, and he looked extremely ferocious.
Chapter completed!