"International cops, Martin?" The leader of the group looked at his badge and said, "You're bold enough. Unfortunately, this trip of yours is destined to be the trip of your fifty or so International Policemen to the Infernal Realm!"
Then he immediately said, "The others look at the police and the people who can resist immediately shoot them. The other half, follow me to find Mr. Nangong."
After these gangsters left, the microphone lying on the ground still had a trace of consciousness. The place where he fell down, the bomb had rolled far away. At his hand, there was a USB flash notebook that had just been inserted with a moving online USB stick.
He moved his bloody hand to the notebook, pressed the keyboard, and sent a short email with only a few letters... But in the end, his eyelids still drooped, and he died in the attack from the criminal policeman with the other international policemen.
