"No longer."
Miles now gets very annoyed when he hears Lin Miao's name. While she does not deny Lin Miao's abilities, Lin Miao, like her subordinates, is far beyond Miles' control.
Compared to such uncontrollable individuals, Song Zhaomei, who is more obedient, is a more suitable weapon for her.
"Understood."
Song Zhaomei did not continue to inquire but responded directly. At that same moment
Bang!
The bulletproof glass of the President's Office suddenly exploded, and a bullet grazed Miles' face and hit the wall.
"Who is it!"
A soldier by background, Miles was not terrified but, in his anger, swiftly retreated behind the desk and pulled a handgun from the drawer.
After all, this is the White House, heavily guarded outside, and the office design should not allow a suitable shooting angle.
From the sound, it seemed the bulletproof window on the left side exploded, indicating the assassin had reached the lawn outside.
