India.
Just heard a loud bang.
The cruise ship at the beach was blown away, and before the police arrived, Gu Shaocheng walked to the harbor, surrounded by a group of people.
His entrance was absolutely majestic, yet he was extremely casual, and contrasted sharply with the dozens of fully armed bodyguards around him.
He strolled leisurely to the kneeling mercenary captain.
Yan Fengchi strode over to him, "Big brother, we've got all the people under control."
Gu Shaocheng nodded, took off the white gloves in his hand, and threw them in front of the man, smiling very casually: "The strength of your mercenary group has indeed impressed me, would you mind telling me your name?"
The subdued captain, with a remarkably calm expression: "Eagle."
"Eagle, not a bad name, I think I've heard of it." He faced the sea breeze with a leisurely posture of a distinguished young master: "Running into me, your mission was doomed to fail. Do you know why?"
