031 took a step towards Mu Fan, and the air around began to stir restlessly.
The four agents around all glanced at 031, wanting to speak but hesitating.
"You all go out first."
In the faint command, those people nodded and all stood up to leave.
When the sound of the metal door slamming shut echoed, only the two of them were left in the empty room.
"Do you know?"
"To catch that damn girl, my comrade... died!"
"He was my best brother! You damn people, all because of you instable elements in the country, my brother... he died!"
031's eyes were terrifyingly red, at this moment he looked at Mu Fan's calm face, a murderous intent in his heart was growing wildly.
His left fist clenched tightly, eyes growing colder.
"And then, what does it have to do with me?" Mu Fan squinted, staring faintly at the approaching agent, his body still leaning against the cold iron chair.
