Seeing this, Moke and the others were first taken aback, then looked on guard.
Soon, after seeing the content clearly.
Their eyes narrowed, and all the people from the Federation changed their expressions.
"So it's like this..."
Far murmured, still lying in a pool of blood, his face gloomy and shifting.
Looking along, the scene was an image from a distant surveillance camera.
The location was a tall building in the northern district of Black Port City, just half an hour ago.
An African American congressman in a suit sat inside the room, with several guards standing inside and outside, seemingly in conversation.
"Meng Ge?"
"It's best not to get involved with the Lute family's affairs."
Faced with the guards' inquiries, the African American congressman, with his back to the window, sat behind a mahogany desk, tapping his fingers lightly.
"This negotiation involves a lot; you and I don't carry enough weight to get involved."
