Banter, mockery, provocation...
A myriad of emotions hid within, all blended together.
In an instant, their expressions changed.
A cold glint flashed in Ruan Hui's eyes. Captain Wang also looked stunned, his expression filled with bewildered suspicion.
"Well, well!"
As if sensing something, Yu Yong, standing beside Lu Chao, grinned and glanced over, tapping the riot helmet on his head with his pistol.
"Looks like our dear Captain Wang and Captain Ruan have finally arrived."
"But..."
He shrugged, his eyes mocking. "Too bad. You didn't even make it in time for the hot leftovers."
...
TAP! TAP!
His steps were unsteady. Ignoring the shocked and cold stares from Ruan Hui and the others, Lu Chao was supported by Wang Shisong, a member of the third squad, as he walked toward the factory entrance.
His breathing barely managed to even out, and his violently pounding heart gradually returned to a normal rhythm.
