"That's right!" Zhao Gangqing nodded.

"It's on Powell's ship, right?" Lin Xin asked again.

"yes!"

"That attack is put on Powell," Lin Xin said.

"Ah?" Zhao Gang-ling said in surprise, "This attack has nothing to do with him. It is the US government that operates later. If it weren't for him, Jo Anthony would have died."

"Do you still want an aircraft carrier?"

Lin Xin asked.

"think."

Zhao Gang-ling nodded.

"Crafting, will it be?"

Lin Xin raised her lips slightly and said, "You are a traitor. You should be very good at doing this kind of thing, right?"

"Framed..." Zhao Gang-rying was a little hesitant. He could frame those who had conflicts of interest, but he is somewhat of a friend to Powell now, and it is a bit unreasonable to frame others.

"There are no friends in the face of interests."

Lin Xin gently tapped the glass coffee table with her fingers, making a crisp sound.

Zhao Gang-rye frowned, then nodded, and said, "I understand."
Chapter completed!