บท 607: The Captain of the Swift Eagle Special Force

He was wearing a neatly pressed dark green suit and a beige tie.

The rare formal suit made him look even more dashing and upright.

Having gotten used to tanned soldiers, Mu Xichen's honey-colored skin, suddenly seemed extraordinarily pale.

Indeed… no harm would be done without comparison!

Li Beinian laid on the ground and stared at him for a long time before snapping back to her senses.

The man overhead looked down at her. He raised his cheerful eyebrows and extended his hand towards her.

He had big hands with calluses on the inside of his fingers that hinted at his gun toting years.

Li Beinian reached out and quickly sat up.

Wiping away her sweat, Li Beinian looked up and realized that many people were looking in her direction.

Besides them, the other two groups were also undergoing punishment. Hence, these people were still milling around after they were dismissed.