"National, secret? Are you sure?" Si Wuxie bit down and asked word by word.
His sharp gaze seemed to penetrate the human heart!
Yu Zhou, a man with such deep scheming, was actually somewhat overwhelmed in front of Si Wuxie.
Thinking, truly worthy of being Si Zhengyue's son, so young yet possessing such authority, truly a born monarch.
"Commander Yu, if what's loaded in the car is truly J Country's national, secret, I'm not interested. If we wanted to play with your country, we wouldn't form an alliance with you. Today, if this truck's door is not opened for me to see, then the truck won't be leaving. Tomorrow, I will terminate the alliance contract with J Country, and by then, with war raging, do you still want to live days more leisurely than a young emperor?" Si Wuxie rarely threatened others.
But once he used threats, it was never a joke.
Yu Zhou believed that Si Wuxie would deliver on his words!
But what's in Si Wuxie's gourd? What exactly is he planning?
