C229 The War of the Usurper China

Beitiao Zhenwu sat on the leather chair on the desk and closed her eyes as though she was meditating.

An Nuo snorted coldly, she slowly sipped the tea on the table and did not speak anymore.

A few more explosions came from outside the window, along with the scattered sounds of light weapon firing. The Boss Beitiao knew: Kessler's men had already launched an all-out attack.

Kessler, a foreigner