"If it doesn't fit, remember to find me."
"..."
Pei Yunxi's lips moved slightly.
"Are you sick?"
Boss Jiang, who had been scrolling on his phone for ages, said nothing and quickly walked out.
Pei Yunxi, who witnessed everything, spaced out and then clutched her stomach, slowly sitting down by the bed. Her other hand covered her mouth, while her shoulders trembled, tears almost falling.
Longitude 95°6'
Latitude 17°8'
The water shimmered.
In the darkness, several speedboats sliced through the sea, heading towards the massive white ship.
A group of people boarded the ship silently under the cover of night.
On the deck.
Mr. H's left hand pointed to the moon... no, not pointing to the moon, he was stroking the helicopter parked next to him, creating a visual illusion due to the dim environment.
"Sir, the goods have been transferred. The Myanmar party will hand it over to the Allied Army, and it's already on the move."
