The Octagonal Building is the major stronghold of Hua Country's military forces; any problem there would bring catastrophic consequences.
"Ding Han, you old fool... Wuyue... traitor... you're lucky..." Ji Shanshan laughed loudly, showing what kind of smile can be shown by a face without facial features, which was terrifying just to look at. Only by hearing her laughter did you know she was actually laughing.
Ding Ling and Wei Ruqin and the like dared not look directly at the screen, afraid that the sight of that face would soil their eyes.
"Guys... hold on a little longer... tonight I... have only completed... half..." Ji Shanshan signaled to the masked men. The dozen or so snipers all gathered around Simon. Over the past month, these people, who were seen as hooligans and scoundrels by the outside world, had trained and were now as orderly as soldiers.
