"impossible!"

The phone calls were all called out, but no one answered them.

He fell directly on the sofa, sweating profusely.

Li Chengming looked at his grandfather in shock and asked:

"What's wrong? Grandpa."

Li Anlan suddenly laughed nervously.

Here, after Su Mu hung up the phone, he called another phone number:

“Hand it.”

On the other end of the phone, there is a baritone who is so gentle that he can't be more gentle:

"As you wish, my dear... His Highness, Duke of Blood."

The other end of the phone was thousands of kilometers away, close to an unknown island off the coast of the Four Islands of Fusang.

The island covers an area of ​​less than ten square kilometers and has an airport runway.

A tall, blond and extremely handsome white young man with a gentle smile on his face and hung up the phone.

Behind him, there were ten people standing silently, including men and women, white and black.

They are of different ages, but the auras of these ten people are integrated.

There are ancient warriors in the Eastern world, and there are superpowers in the Western world.

They are all superpowers.

Behind each of them were nine super mercenaries with full armed murderous aura. On their right arm was hung with a strange epaulette with three letters embroidered on it.

ica.

Ica.

The handsome blonde young man put away his cell phone and looked at everyone with a gentle smile:
Chapter completed!