Moreover, they were all holding guns in their hands. It seemed that they were members of the same organization.
"Yan Bing, your position is at nine o'clock. Those people are very close to you."
At this moment, He Chenguang reminded him.
"Understood. I've already seen them."
Wang Yanbing was lying in the haystack and looking in the direction of He Chenguang. He noticed that there were many people walking towards him.
"Why do the symbols on these guys look so familiar?"
At this moment, Wang Yanbing saw that the leader and these people had some tattoos on their bodies, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them before.
It felt especially familiar.
"Do you still remember the rescue mission we carried out?"
"The tattoos on their bodies are the same as these people."
"It looks like they are from the same organization."
