Bahamas, a deserted island... usually deserted.
Upon hearing Chenier's words, Winslow's face changed and he turned around and grabbed the two pursuers who had just been captured, asking:
"Are those fifty or so enemies your people?"
"Of course!"
One of the pursuers with some blood on his face nodded.
He further explained that they had quickly determined that the identities of Winslow and others were false because their boss had sent them this message not long ago.
If they could hold on for a while longer, once these fifty or so teammates arrived, it would be their time to counter-attack Hamidun and others, referred to as the "new power" by Luo An and his group.
"Fu-k!"
Winslow's face looked very unpleasant, everyone's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, all casting their eyes on Luo An.
Luo An didn't hesitate and immediately stood up and said:
"Retreat! We leave this island as fast as possible!"
"Understood!"
