"Damn it! He cracked it again!"
In a basement room at the subway station, the man in charge of surveillance angrily smashed a bottle against the computer.
The man was burly and brawny, with a rugged face covered in a thick black beard. His hawk-like eyes flashed with intensity.
"What should we do now? Are we just going to return as failures?"
At this moment, another strong figure behind the man spoke.
"What should we do? What do you think we should do now? Failing the mission means the end of my life. If we go back like this, we'll die too!" The man's bloodshot eyes fixedly stared as he spoke coldly.
In the Tianhong Gang, failing a mission meant death!
The iron discipline ensured that any strong leader in the Tianhong Gang would complete their mission with a do-or-die determination.
"In that case, let's execute the final explosive plan, we might as well go down with them!"
