A group of young men from the United States approached the dormitory with laughter, just as they had knocked on the door, a pair of cold eyes shot over.
Looking at those eyes, the carefully picked soldiers shook violently and couldn't help but think of hungry wolves in the wilderness, devils in hell, and the American police who found Negro.
In any case, it was the look of spotting prey.
But the soldiers sent to lead the charge were exceptionally despicable people, several of whom were even experts in underground boxing on the streets, especially skilled in petty theft.
Michael had sent them over to probe the situation, and they wouldn't return without doing something underhanded.
After all, the exercise had begun the moment they arrived here. If the other party suffered some losses, it was only because their training wasn't enough, and no one else was to blame.
