Good Job, Special Forces
Editor: Henyee Translations
A man wearing a cotton robe turned around and said regretfully, "I can only say that I'm sorry. I overestimated Lardner's ability. I didn't expect him to not be able to kill all the people sent by the Chinese."
"Are you sure that they're really sent by the Chinese?" In a dark corner, a man opened his mouth coldly and spoke in fluent English. "But our staff checked their car. There was nothing."
"I'm not sure. I've never seen them before. Only your staff has seen them. However, your staff member said that he never saw their faces clearly. They always wore sunglasses.
"Although they took off their sunglasses during the meal, your staff still didn't manage to see them clearly. Sir, if it's not them, I can't think of anyone else who took the four hostages."
The man in the cotton robe spoke politely. When he turned around under the blood-colored sunset, one could only see the thick beard on his face and his deep side profile.