Just moments ago, Chen Mo had been standing above Zhao Ning and the others, listening to their gossip.
After hearing their conversation, he shook his head. The woman was quite pretty and had a great figure, but the way she spoke exposed her two-faced green tea nature. It was rather interesting. Still, wasn't this youngster Zhao Ning being far too much of a simp? Couldn't he see that the woman seemed to be using him?
Of course, he had only listened for a short while, so he could not be certain that the woman was truly a green tea. Yet the two-faced green tea vibes in their conversation were obvious enough. Perhaps this youngster Zhao Ning was too deeply caught in the whirlpool of love to notice.
Naturally, men and women whose minds had been clouded by love were mostly the same. Only an outsider might be able to see something clearly. Even Chen Mo himself would probably have little chance of staying clear-headed if he fell into the whirlpool of love.
So there was no need to criticize others. He was just watching the show and eating melon seeds, after all.
Seeing such excitement in the middle of a boring night was still rather entertaining.
Watching the drama was one thing, but he still had to save them. These people were fellow countrymen, and judging from what they had just done, they were worth helping.
He stopped listening to their conversation and flashed above the armed personnel.
At that moment, the armed personnel were coordinating with one another, firing at the bodyguards and slowly closing in around them.
Although these armed personnel had poor weapons and even worse clothing, their improvised tactical movements were remarkably organized. The armed personnel injured or killed during their assault were clearly fewer than