Zhou Yuncheng and Wang Chenghao looked at each other again and made a gesture of tacit understanding. Since their brother was so tight-lipped, how could they just sit around and wait for their deaths?
"Recently, Brazil hasn't been peaceful. Have you received any news?" Wang Chenghao tactfully changed the topic.
Zhou Yuncheng reached out and put his arm around his shoulder. The two of them laughed strangely.
"I suspect that the person from Brazil has already arrived in China. There is a virus called S.T. that has somehow reached my camp. Many soldiers have been infected."
Moh Yanchen's face turned ugly when he said this.
Mo Qiu had been busy researching the antidote for the past two days. On his way here, Mo Qiu had called to say that he was done with the antidote and that the soldiers were all fine.