Chapitre 469: RUN!

From the rooftop of a skyscraper 1.5 kilometers away from the New World Center, Old Wolf still sat there as he kept smoking cigarettes. As for the old man, he was holding the binoculars and constantly watching the East and South entrances of the New World Center.

At this moment, two ordinary-looking and tall middle-aged men arrived. They were carrying black leather suitcases as they came to the rooftop. One of them opened the black suitcase without speaking, removing a laptop and other instruments.

“You’re late, Turtledove!” said the old man after turning his head and glancing over with a cold expression.

The middle-aged man operating the laptop said, “You know, it’s already great that I’m here today. I wouldn’t have taken part in this operation had I not found some people to be buried alongside my mother!”