"He said that he would be prepared." These were the last words of Gu Zhenglian. Tang Yuncheng could only believe him now.
Although Lu City's Anping was not too far from here, it would take time to rush over.
And it was already past six o'clock.
The unit's lights-out time was nine o'clock. In the past, the terrorists would take action shortly after lights-out, so they did not have much time left.
The special forces and elite guards could set off when they were ready, but it would take at least two hours to get there without any delay.
Therefore, the current situation was very critical.
Seeing that Tang Yuncheng had hung up on Gu Zhenglian, Chu Wuyou's eyes darkened slightly. She had a feeling that things would not go so smoothly.
However, under such circumstances, she could not say anything more. It was useless no matter how much she said, because they had used everything that they could think of and could use.
