Jun Mo led his men to fight against Blood Oath's men. However, as he fought, he realized that the other party's numbers were decreasing. Not only that, but even the few bases that were about to fall received the good news that the other party was no match for them and was retreating step by step.
While Jun Mo was overjoyed, he also felt that it was a little strange. He led his trusted subordinates back to the office first. At a glance, he saw the weapon with the Nighthawk logo on the table and was shocked.
"When did this arrive?"
The people below looked at each other.
Just now, everyone's attention was on Blood Oath, so no one noticed who could actually approach this place.
Jun Mo frowned and coldly ordered everyone to put these things away first. He would make plans tomorrow after asking Nighthawk personally.
On the boulevard, the originally quiet night was suddenly stirred up by the speeding car. The snow on the ground was blown everywhere.
