Long Que removed his headphones and calmly said, "Get ready, we're leaving immediately for the HaiTian International Building on South Road of East Sea. Have our people completely block all traffic routes around."
He searched on his mobile phone and quickly found the personal information of their target: "Remember this face, once you see the mission target, you can go ahead and kill without hesitation. Chen Jing's uncle is obviously an idiot, the Corpse Eating Sect won't give him much information. The troublesome part is his bodyguards, they're probably all ex-military. Hmm... just control the scene."
A black sedan pulled up to the curb, its left door slowly opening.
Long Que rose from his wheelchair, relying on his mechanical prosthetic limbs to seat himself in the car.
"Boss, the order has been given."
