Behind that door of special material, a subtle aura from within could almost be felt.
Lou Luchuan's expression remained unchanging.
Nobody knew the base better than he did, naturally understanding that someone who shouldn't be there was currently inside.
After his slender fingers lightly knocked on the door,
He slowly pushed it open...
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"Damn it!"
Bo Qingyu kicked away something by his leg, his face a mix of frustration and anger.
He was still holding the communicator he used to contact Jiang Ruan in his hand.
But at this instance, the communicator was emitting a very harsh sound, the original full signal suddenly changed to empty.
Unable to know what was happening to Jiang Ruan at present, his specifically designed communicator had lost connection, he couldn't contact the people inside. How could he not be worried?
