430 Losing Face

In Snecked Way, the grassy paths were crossing, and the vines on top of their heads were covered with dripping snow. A team of motorcycle riders was hidden in a stone forest. A pile of bonfires next to them had been poured by snow and completely extinguished. One of the skinny people was standing still, leaving the snow cover his body. He looked up slightly at the sky, and his eyes were completely white with a faint amount of energy flowing in them. Currently, in the thin man's mind, every scene in the range of tens of kilometers was being transmitted.

"...The intelligence provided by the Black Water Organization was accurate. Boss, a team, really came. It's not good, this team is huge!"

"...Boss, they got out of the car with many bottles."

"F*ck, I ... my eyes!" The thin man suddenly roared, and then he covered his eyes and blood surged out violently through his fingers.

"What happened? Poisonous Bird!?" Buck asked urgently.