Staring at the photograph for too long, in the moment when the facial features of the person in the picture gradually become clear in his mind.
"Ah!" The co-driver, as if seeing a ghost, frantically threw away the photo in his hand and took several large steps back, not watching his step, tripped over the raised steps, and fell to the ground.
He fell heavily on his rear.
Flailing his arms as if swimming on land, his complexion as pale as ash, lips turning purple as if possessed or poisoned, he eerily shouted, "How could it be him! How could it be him!"
"Have those guys gone mad? They even dare to capture him! Do they want to doom South Korea!"
Years ago, when the co-driver was still a small team leader, leading the Special Warfare Team to the border of Great Xia, he had the fortune to witness the grandeur of the Heavenly God of Protecting the Country!