Chomping on a cigar, he blew a puff of smoke ring out, his voice hoarse. "What's the rush?"
"It's been several days already, what if Jikin has been killed by them?" Matt anxiously speculated.
"Rest assured, they won't easily kill Jikin. They are trying to figure out our whereabouts," Iverson said calmly.
"What if Jikin couldn't withstand their torture and spilled all our secrets?" Matt couldn't help but worry as they hadn't rescued Jikin yet.
"No way." The previously silent man suddenly spoke, "Jikin would never reveal our whereabouts."
"Bian, how can you be so sure? Do not forget that Quan Jingwu is involved in this operation too. He's not a simple player. Jikin was captured by him." Matt looked dangerous, his voice deep and edgy.
"If it weren't for Quan Jingwu, our operation wouldn't have been thwarted at every turn. That Colonel Quan really knows how to get help."
Hearing his words, Bian fell silent.
