Lin Yi was sitting in the car, casually chatting with Ji Qingyan.
Just some useless small talk.
Yang Guang and Mo Hongshan sat quietly, not rushing them.
After chatting for a few minutes, Lin Yi hung up the phone.
He rubbed his wrist that was in pain.
About half an hour later, everyone returned to the security zone.
Because the two people were too dangerous, Lin Yi and Mo Hongshan together, limping, directed others to temporarily detain them.
"You all have your weapons on you, right?"
Lin Yi looked at the people responsible for guarding and said:
"If they're not honest, shoot them dead. If there's any sign of trouble, break their hands and feet."
"Uh... that's really harsh."
The guards grimaced; this kind of thing was a bit too bloody for them.
"If you still see them as human, you're being too soft-hearted. Being tough on the enemy is fine."
"Got it."
"Alright, stop worrying about these things."
