The young man just now, judging by his tone, is definitely part of The First Terrorist Organization. He can casually call Bai Ye by name, indicating his status isn't low. Plus, his tone is commanding, carrying an aura of authority naturally. Clearly, he belongs to the leadership group.
But... that demeanor... His appearance shows he's a British person, yet he looks every bit like an aristocratic youth.
Wesley doesn't plan to delve deeper. After seriously considering the disparity in strength between the enemy and us, he didn't take further action. If the mercenaries around the youth are from the Mad Dog Group, Wesley wouldn't fear taking action.
Without a fifty percent chance of success, he won't take action.
The two approached the control room. The youth sat in front of a mainframe, contacting someone. A coldness flashed through the depths of his eyes, unbefitting of a young person. Wesley immediately called for support, only to find all phone signals jammed.
