After the heavy rain, the air in Beijing was moist.
An Rao sat on the balcony and inexplicably thought of the huge wave that she had seen on the deck when she was kidnapped by the pirates that day and a tall figure.
An Rao counted the days. It seemed like she had not contacted Bo Xiao for two days.
Bored, An Rao clicked on her phone and finally sent Bo Xiao a WeChat message. "What are you doing?"
As expected, no one replied.
At that moment in Continent F,
The originally bustling market had been smashed into pieces by stray bullets.
"Sir! Unknown high threat weapons have been detected. Requesting everyone to retreat!" The report of his subordinate came through the earpiece.
"Team Two, Team Four, Team Five, evacuate. Team Three, stay behind. Come with me to the city center and destroy the confidential documents." Bo Xiao clenched his fists and ordered in the rain of bullets.
