The bald man took his phone from his pocket and dialed a special number.
"Have you found Wang Jixiong?" A deep, middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the line after the call went through.
"I found him, but he's already fallen into the hands of the Investigators from the Superpower Administration Bureau..." the bald man answered.
WHOOSH...
RUSTLE... RUSTLE...
SPLASH... SPLASH...
RUMBLE... RUMBLE...
The sounds of wind, rain, and thunder wove together, making the already silent wilderness feel desolate and unnerving.
"Tie Qiu Heng, you're telling me Wang Jixiong fell into the hands of the Investigators? What the hell were you doing?
I gave you such precise intel, yet you still let the Investigators get to him first. We're finished.
Once Wang Jixiong tells the Superpower Administration Bureau what he knows, it won't just be our business in Yun City. Our organization's operations in Rongcheng will be wiped out by them as well," the deep-voiced man said angrily.
