As those two figures came closer.
Chen Fang could finally see clearly.
Turns out they were two men.
Why would two men come to the woods in this pitch dark?
Chen Fang crouched down instinctively.
At this time, one of the tall and thin men looked around, and after making sure no one was around, he asked, "Is everyone here? How many people are estimated?"
The other man had a crew cut.
He said, "I counted, there are roughly over four hundred people, adding the over six hundred from our side, it should be at least over a thousand."
"That's enough."
The tall and thin one responded, then continued, "The specific time for action is at two o'clock in the afternoon the day after tomorrow, remember, the bigger the scene, the better."
The crew cut nodded and said, "Four self-immolators have already been arranged, rest assured, it will definitely be big by then."
Upon hearing the word "self-immolation."
Chen Fang, hiding behind the bushes, felt a chill run down his spine.
