"You. You. You. And you. Come with me." The two Feathers approached Han Sen and a few others. They didn't descend. The male Feather just pointed at a few people from above.
Hardman, Guris, Mister Tiger, and Han Sen had been selected. Hardman's face changed. He smiled and said, "What can we do to help you both? Black Gold Group will do its best to assist you."
"Cut the crap! Just come," the male Feather said coldly. He looked annoyed.
"Sir, do we need more people?" Hardman did not dare fight back, so he smiled and spoke.
Pang!
The male Feather swung his gold lance and sliced an armored truck in half, as if it was nothing more than tofu. He said quietly, "I don't like repeating myself."
Hardman's face turned a little green. He held his tongue and instead just said something to Lena, before walking forward with Guris and Mister Tiger.
Han Sen said to Qiao, "You go on home. I'll be back."
