"Clean up the scene, let's pull out!"
Wang Meng had just finished smoking a cigarette.
He stubbed out the cigarette butt and tossed it into a nearby trash can.
A group of figures appeared in the darkness of the night and then vanished just the same.
The formidable forces of the Long Family and Wang Family did not even stir a small ripple in the clear lakes of Jiangcheng.
They had all been wiped out.
Ximen Feixue witnessed the entire process.
She boarded a high-speed train back to Capital City.
There was a severe expression in her eyes.
Jiangcheng, even she found it somewhat inscrutable.
It was not until she boarded the high-speed train that the feeling of being watched gradually dissipated.
She, ranked tenth on the War God List, had been targeted from the moment she set foot in Jiangnan Prefecture.
What a formidable intelligence system.
"Hey, Miss Feiyue, the crisis in Jiangcheng has been resolved.
