Meanwhile, Chen Mo stood outside the place where Olai was being held.
Since this was a military base, there were no particularly tall buildings nearby. Fortunately, Chen Mo had Spiritual Sense, so he sat in a nearby building, drinking tea as he observed the base.
Everything had already been arranged. Now it depended on what this fellow named Maihati would do! The collapses of the Twin Towers and the national temple had both been arranged by him. As for why, it was to mobilize these personnel.
Of course, if the Twin Towers and the national temple collapsed but failed to mobilize the personnel in the end, that would mean those buildings were not important to Maihati. Chen Mo would then look for more important targets. For example, Malaysia's current royal palace would be a fine choice.
Especially when he saw the news reports about the collapse of the Twin Towers and the national temple, as well as the miserable expressions on the faces of these native Malays, he felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction!
Back then, seeing how these native Malays tormented ethnic Chinese, especially their bandit-like behavior, had filled him with anger. Now, he had finally accomplished what he had once wanted to do on the soil of Malaysia. It truly made him happy!
Finally, amid the news reports of the national temple's collapse, he noticed an abnormality at the base. The police and rapid response personnel stationed around the base began moving out, which meant they were finally heading into Long City to maintain order and prepare for the next terrorist incident.
Chen Mo chuckled and finally smiled.
If there had not been even the slightest opportunity, how could he get in? He would always leave behind traces of himself. Since that was the case, he might as