"Ah," the cold son turned back, "head, please."

Gong Liangyiyun watched his men nervously wrapping up their work. It was estimated that it would take a few minutes. He said, "Do you remember the suicide attack on Miss Zixia in May this year?"

Hanzi's eyes were shining brightly: "You mean these people are behind the scenes?"

Gongliang also said, "Yes, it's this organization, which was just found out a few days ago. You couldn't be contacted some time ago. Otherwise, the head would have told you about it. They are all ferocious terrorists. If they had not been afraid that the country in which they live had sent heavy troops...