In the morning, at 5:03, a secret basement of Yunchuan Hall in C City.

Hanzi sat there, drinking hot tea that his younger brothers had just brewed, looking very relaxed.

"Big Brother, they don't speak Mandarin." Zou Xiang stepped out of a dark room with a wrinkled brow. It seemed that he had made no progress in asking the foreigners who had been caught by the cold man.

Hanzi took a sip of tea gently and said, "Can you tell which country they are from?"

Zou Xiangdao said, "Listen to what they say, they should be T-nationals, and from their hands, they should all be ex-servicemen from the army. I...