"So late, where are you going?" The soldier's puzzled gaze sized up Alita and Xiao Mo, just like other Arabic women, they were both wearing veils, covering their faces completely, only showing their eyes, so the soldier couldn't tell their identities just by looking.
But the soldier spoke the local language, which Alita and Xiao Mo didn't understand, and they didn't know how to answer. Opening their mouths would immediately expose them.
At that moment, the soldier suddenly went limp and fell to the ground, all in a split second.
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up! They change guards every half an hour, someone will notice soon."
Monica suddenly descended as if from the sky, stunning the two women.
"Follow me!"
Monica stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Mo's hand. Xiao Mo tried to shake it off, but he held tight, unwilling to let go...
"Let go of me!" Xiao Mo gritted her teeth, whispering angrily.
