"This... hey..." Zhao Feng smiled bitterly for a while, finally sighed, and drank a can of beer, then sighed: "I was a member of the Dragon Eagle Special Forces back then. People, I was ranked in the top three in personal combat, there was a brother at that time, when he was performing a mission, he..."

Those memories of Zhao Feng have been repressed in his heart all the time, and now when the chatterbox is opened, he starts talking non-stop.

"Boss, I don't regret that shot at all. If it were you, what would you do?" Zhao Feng sighed lightly.