As soon as a commotion broke out in the lecture hall, a thug immediately came in from the outside with his gun up. The thug said coldly, “If you want to cry, just cry. If the Vasophati Group doesn’t hand over the satellites, I’m afraid you all won’t even have the chance to cry.”
With that, the thug with the gun went back out.
Milo watched quietly. Most of the time, the thugs did not even come into the lecture hall and were just scattered at different locations in the teaching block. He was a little puzzled.
Were these thugs not afraid the students in the lecture hall would try and save themselves?
Or were these thugs so confident the students they had rounded up would not cause them any trouble?
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