C685 Fixed-point elimination

Zhao Yiming looked at the corpses in the hall, his face ashen. The team that he had dispatched this time had been ambushed by the enemies, it was a blatant provocation.

His voice was cold as he said, "Who can tell me what the information system is doing? "Why is my man a corpse now? Can anyone give me an explanation?"

Chen Xiaodao's face flushed red, and said in a low and deep voice: "This time