Kapitel 758: One Armed Maddox Johnstone, Ninth-Level King!

The hotel door was pushed open gently. Maddox Johnstone and the other two entered and said in a low voice, "Commander!"

"The three of you gathered in Lark and broke the rules."

The hidden agents were not allowed to contact each other, let alone meet each other. This was the most basic rule of the hidden agents.

Braydon Neal sat lazily on the sofa; his eyes closed as he gently rubbed his temples.

This was the first time in many years that Braydon had shown a tired look in front of his soldiers.

Maddox stepped forward and brewed half a pot of tea for Braydon. He gently poured half a cup and said in a low voice, "Greg and Lorenzo want to return to the Northern Army!"

"You've made a huge mistake, so how can you return to the Northern Army?"

Braydon's thin lips lightly sipped the steaming bitter tea as he asked Maddox in return.