However, at the same time, Luo Chao thought slyly, "Wow, lucky I read the address of the West African Patriots in New York from that tall white man's mind last night, or I'd miss this chance to show off!"
"So, can you explain how you know the location of the West African Patriots?" Xu Qianqian asked, eyes sparkling.
"Ahem, ahem! Well, because the logic is too complicated, I'm afraid with your intelligence, it might be hard to understand! So I won't waste my breath!" Luo Chao made an excuse even he didn't believe and fobbed it off.
Unexpectedly, Xu Qianqian nodded, believing him.
Probably because of Luo Chao's previous reasoning, she thought his words must be right!
"Then let's go find the West African Patriots tonight!" Xu Qianqian said enthusiastically.
United States time, 11:20 PM.
Luo Chao was flying over New York City wearing black-gold nanobiological armor, carrying a Huaxia watermelon knife on his back, and six black CardSharp knives at his waist.
