The group of agents from the intelligence department were all on guard and did not have the slightest bit of carelessness. After all, they were facing one of the fiercest men in the world!
The chaplain was prepared this time and lured him into the trap. If they let him escape again, it would be their dereliction of duty.
If they let him escape again, it might be even more difficult in the future!
"Pa da…"
Sean Martin leaned against the door frame, unafraid of the guns aimed at him. He took off his mask, lit a cigar, and started smoking leisurely.
The agents of the intelligence department were all shocked. Logically speaking, Sean Martin could not be so young, but why did he look only thirty years old?
Actually, Shawn Martin was only taking good care of himself. His real age was already forty-five years old. He had been in the mercenary world for more than 20 years without a single mistake!
"Little girl, you're still too young!"
