"So... what should we do?"
Wang Xiaotong panicked, thinking he was dealing with the company, where he had some confidence.
But facing the unreasonable warlords, he had no idea how to handle the situation.
With a layout map of Fumen Breeding Farm in hand, Rafael pointed to the two muscular men behind him and said, "To get the hair growth original fluid formula, we must rely on their strength. They are professionals. Dandy, Marco, can you do it?"
"Rafael, in the past we operated in the Middle East and the Black Continent dealing with vicious warlords and terrorists. It's not necessarily easier than here, especially since we brought two teams this time."
The Caucasian man, Marco, spoke calmly, filled with an indescribable persuasiveness.
He then took the map handed over by Rafael, checked it against a tablet, and nodded, "The map is correct, it matches the layout we compared with satellite."
"Who are these people?"
