463 Comrades

No one knew when the young man arrived at the rear of the Zong Consortium. Even Zheng Yuandong, who had been observing the situation, was unsure.

Actually, Zong Cheng's assessment was not wrong. Ren Xiaosu's nanomachines were really at their limits, with the power source almost completely exhausted.

Ren Xiaosu was also not too confident of forcing his way into a position that nearly a 1,000 soldiers were guarding. After an entire night of fighting, he could not endure the backlash from the steam locomotive anymore.

But Zong Cheng and the Zong Consortium's higher-ups were right in front of him, so how could he possibly give up now? If Ren Xiaosu gave up at this point, then he might as well have killed Zong Cheng earlier.

If he did not kill Zong Cheng tonight, he would not be able to take it lying down.