Aaron cheerfully sat in his wheelchair, watching the sunset outside the window. Across from his hotel was where Boss Qiao was meeting with the United States Army commander stationed in the Philippines...
Looking at Amal, who reeked of blood and had a hesitant look, Aaron smiled and said, "Why the face?"
Amal hesitated for a moment and said, "Boss, I don't understand...
The whole of Manila is in chaos now, and Hu Lang is killing people everywhere.
The P·B special forces are going around exterminating people from scam companies and underground casinos. Those scam company locations have become concentration points.
P·B people hanged Mossad elites and strung them up in the apartment opposite the embassy of Israel.
Yet, it seems no one says a bad word about it...
You just said 'those people compromised'!
Why? Why are those people so soft?"
