Mo Yancheng drove the Land Rover to the location that mo Wen had pointed out. The entire A city had been set up with an inescapable net. Other than mo Yancheng's influence, Mo Yan had also activated his old subordinates.
"Chief," At this moment, a Mercedes-Benz stopped by the side of the road. When it saw mo Yancheng's car, it opened the door to the front passenger seat and got in.
"Have you found the location?" Mo Yancheng asked in a low voice.
His hands clenched the steering wheel tightly, his fingertips gently tapping the disk, as if he was tolerating something, and his silent black eyes burst with a bloodthirsty light.
"We've already locked onto his position. Mo Wen has already brought some people over. He's right here. The terrain is complicated. Our people have already quickly sneaked in. Hopefully, we can find his specific location soon." Mo Qiu said in a low voice. As the miracle doctor in the Army, he was not only afraid of his medical skills.
