Chapter 517: Means

Manager Hu, who was on a flight back to the mainland, felt a sudden heaviness in his heart as he looked at the message on the screen, staring intently at the faces of the more than twenty people, his fists creaking from being clenched so tightly.

"Damn," he cursed through gritted teeth, "I didn't expect them to act so quickly and take down more than twenty civilians just like that, good job, you scumbags!" Manager Hu clenched his fists so hard that his nails dug into his flesh, drawing blood, but he seemed not to feel it, as if he were numb.

Such evil tactics, such outrageous behavior, all would become eternal sinners!

"How much longer until we reach Beijing," Manager Hu asked grimly.

"About two hours," the assistant sitting beside him explained.

Manager Hu took a deep breath of cold air and said indifferently, "Alright, summon all the superpower team leaders for a direct call with me. And get those Dao family people and the Heavenly Dao Department!"