Chapter 259: Have found that SH*T!

Deep within the clandestine confines of Fast Company, a hidden sanctuary nestled on a mysterious island, a subordinate approached the formidable figure of Ram Scott, the enigmatic leader of this covert establishment. The air was thick with an aura of secrecy and urgency as the subordinate began to relay a crucial report.

"BOSS," the subordinate began, his voice laced with a mix of concern and trepidation, "our No. 2 unleashed a devastating assault upon a grand yacht sailing the northeastern waters of Saipan yesterday, precisely at noon. The tragic outcome of this ruthless encounter resulted in the loss of twenty-six innocent lives."

Upon hearing this report, Ram Scott, the inscrutable head of the secret base, reacted indifferently. His countenance remained stoic as he nonchalantly responded, "It's nothing, merely a trivial matter unworthy of our attention."