I'll Get Him Out, Dead or Alive

Wu Zhong narrowed his eyes. Four hours? That was already too long, but he knew that travel time towards the facility was most of it. Qiao Muwei could fly in to the facility in an hour, but his men should still be ferried by company buses to get here. Tch, What fly in? The Sick Hall was burning and exploding, and the helipad was on top of it. How was Qiao Muwei going to fly in?

That also meant that he couldn't leave the facility as fast as he could. Moreover, he didn't want to abandon such a sacred place to his Wu family. He then smirked. Chuan Nayi was correct: it was either he won and live, or he could die trying. If that woman survived and he wouldn't, he could only say goodbye to his years of hard work.

Then again, it was too early to give up. If Guangru and Li Heilong were only starting, he was as well. He then looked to the side. "Prepare the speakers."