The soldiers of the Panaqua Consortium were all headstrong. Even though a gun was pointed at the spy’s head, he decisively destroyed the communications device without any fear of death.
Milo said, “Don’t worry! Are you Daniel’s guy?”
“Who is Daniel?” The spy froze. “Sir, what’re you talking about? Why can’t I understand anything you’re saying?”
Milo did not reveal his name. “Pull up your pants first.”
“Oh, right.” The spy hurriedly pulled up his pants. He had not even managed to wipe his butt before getting dragged out of the outhouse.
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