Ling Feng was taken aback and immediately asked, "What mission?"
"This..."
The man with a small mustache pondered for a moment, then lifted his head and replied, "Yes!"
"Where is the person?" Ling Feng asked immediately.
"Right around us, preparing to infiltrate," the man with a small mustache said.
Upon hearing this, Feng Ling immediately turned around and left,
Ling Feng looked at the man with a small mustache, "You knew the Security Bureau's people are here, which means you also know about my relationship with them?"
"Is that so? What was his expression at the time?" Ling Feng asked with a smile.
The man with a small mustache was speechless in his heart but dared not to say so: "He was furious, very angry!"
"Worried about that 1.5 billion, huh?" Ling Feng asked with a smile.
"..."
A peculiar look flashed in the eyes of the man with a small mustache, then he shook his head, "I'm not clear!"