The other side.
Hotel.
After taking a shower.
The team leader, who was about to go to bed, had a habit of watching TV for a bit. He would choose Chinese, and Xin'an City's channels had both Burmese and Chinese, so he could generally understand the news.
So.
He turned on the TV.
Then.
He froze!
After watching.
The team leader's mouth could nearly fit an egg, looking dazed, full of disbelief in his eyes. The bottle of Mineral Water he just opened spilt onto his leg, but he didn't seem to feel it.
At this moment.
He was bewildered.
Am I dreaming?
If not.
How did Dorne end up on the news, getting beaten up in the street? In the footage, punch after punch made Dorne scream, with no image or aura of an international thief leader.
Ugh!
Could it be.
I am really dreaming?
He looked down.
"Ah!"
