What was I doing at 17? Mark Pen pondered, as if he had just started his senior year of high school and hadn't even enlisted in the military yet.
However, he now had to face a 17-year-old boy, who had become one of the rare opponents he had encountered in such a long time.
Mark Pen awaited contact from the Dutch CIA division; it was only with the joint operation of two combat teams that there was full confidence in capturing the other party.
It was at this moment that the encrypted file left in the hotel surveillance system was finally decoded. Inside there was nothing of substance, just a simple logo…
On the logo were two lines of text, the top line written in Chinese with the three characters for Big Player, while the English line read Big.player…
This was what Ren He and Xu Nuo had left in the hotel surveillance. Ren He had felt that traversing the Jianghu lacked some momentum without a name, which led to this contrivance.
