Ultimate Firepower

This isn’t like being in prison, this is being in prison.

There’s food, drink, and even an indoor toilet, because Libya used to be quite a rich country. At least Tripoli is still decent. Although we’re in an ordinary suburban house, the infrastructure is well-developed, so there’s no sewage running in the streets.

The food isn’t great—just flatbread, canned food, and army rations every day—but at least we’re fed.

Then, due to lack of space, naturally, a few people have to share a room, and Gao Yi and Lucy were assigned to the same room by default. A man and a woman alone together—it would be strange if nothing happened.

Logically speaking, that’s the case, but oddly enough, no one heard anything.

Another morning, several people, bursting with frustration, gathered again in the living room. Seeing that Gao Yi and Lucy hadn’t come out yet, Feng Biao was the first to speak. "Today, some things must be made clear, or I won’t feel settled."

Feng Biao’s tone was very serious and carried a heavy resentment.

Li Jie knew what Feng Biao wanted to say, and he nodded, saying, "I feel the same."

Lin Xianghua hesitated for a moment, then said, "That doesn’t seem right, it’s the boss’s personal matter."

Feng Biao seriously said, "What’s a personal matter, and what’s public? Yesterday, Khalid couldn’t hold back and asked me. Brothers, now we’re not just worried about problems of inaction, but whether our boss might have some problems—physical or psychological?"