Chapter 992: The Direction of Development

The four individuals had approached the convoy, reaching the car window to open the door. Then, they were surprised to find the people inside shivering with fear, and the smell of urine even wafted from inside the vehicle. The members of the F-23 squad didn't cover their noses; they wouldn't be careless at this moment.

"Cat Ear, something's wrong, the people inside are not the guards. Over." One from each group in the squad started contacting Cat Ear.

Their expressions, movements, behavior, and the equipment they carried - countless details proved that the driver and the person in the co-pilot seat were merely common people, completely unaccustomed to blood and iron.

"Proceed as originally planned. Over." Cat Ear's voice rang out, cold and unconcerned.