Pressing a handprint

No refusal was allowed; no argument was allowed.

Xin Qihu brought out his authority as the commander-in-chief, and directly gave Ling Han a mission that could be said to be extremely dangerous.

He looked at Ling Han with a calm smile, a hint of arrogance at the corners of his lips.

This was telling Ling Han that he had clearly and truly done it on purpose. If Ling Han had the ability, he could go bite him.

If he couldn't, he could only submit and accept.

At this moment, Ling Han genuinely wanted to wash his hands of this matter. F***, he had come to fight against Hysteria's troops, not to be bullied, and definitely not to be screwed over. However, he quickly suppressed this thought.

Xin Qihu could use his public office to avenge a personal grudge, but Ling Han could not be impulsive and rash.

It could be said that if there was anyone in this world that could truly solve the great problem of Hysteria, it would definitely be him.