Song Heping finally noticed the images on the TV screen in front of him.
"Holy shit!"
Even he couldn't help but cry out in astonishment.
"Old squad leader... isn't that you?"
Jiang Feng, standing beside him, was completely dumbfounded.
Song Heping's mugshot was displayed prominently in the upper right corner of the English news broadcast.
The news was received via satellite signal, retransmitted by Illiguo's television network, airing the Americans' CNN news.
Upon closer inspection of the subtitles, Song Heping cried out again, "Holy shit!"
"Terrorist, member of a drug cartel... and damn, even the leader... How delightfully postmodern black humor... Holy shit!"
After a moment, Disaster Star shouted again.
"Ferrari! Look, Ferrari is on TV too!"
"Holy shit, it really is Ferrari..."
"Where did they get this mugshot? It's awful. Ferrari will flip out seeing this."
"Exactly. No idea where they found that..."
"Me! I'm on TV too!"
