Not far away, Sun Duoxiang and the others looked dejectedly as they disembarked from the transportation ship. On this operation, they had merely picked up some scrap metal to bring back.
"Brother Sun, we've come back with nothing, at a huge loss."
Zhang Hao said with a pained expression.
"If we're at a loss, then we're at a loss, what can I do about it?"
Sun Duoxiang replied helplessly.
"Brother Sun, where on earth did Su Mo go? We can't find him at all."
"Enough, don't ask. If I knew where the boss had gone, I would've gone looking for him by now, instead of squatting around here,"
Sun Duoxiang said irritably.
At that moment, a group of reviewers wearing black and white striped military uniforms approached.
The people present, upon seeing the reviewers, were frightened out of their wits, hastily crowding to one side, fearing they might have offended these harbingers of doom.
"Damn it, reviewers from the Black and White Organization, why have they come here?"
