C210 Angry old chief

In the serene courtyard of Zhongnanhai, a white-haired old man was playing with birds. His pure, light, yellow, drawing brows continuously chirped and was very pleasing to the eye. However, the old man did not look happy at all. How could he not worry? Although they sent out the Fangs Special Forces Reserve Team, after all, they needed nearly an hour to reach there. As for the National Security