At that moment, Nima's cursing was deafening!·1
Casare looked around, and all the representatives' expressions were even more dramatic than Hollywood performances. The British representative in the back looked like his head was about to retreat into the butt of the person in front of him.
In the past, if you called me a piece of trash, I'd argue back with you—just to show my rebellious spirit.
But now, looking at me is like an ant staring at the heavens!
Please think twice before you speak next. I promise... I won't spew nonsense.
Meanwhile, the American, General Mason Leonard, slowly sat down, trying his best to appear calm, arms crossed over his chest, his face strained in an effort to remain composed. But as he stared at the missile trucks...
...his eye corners twitched ever so slightly, and his fingers gripped tightly.
His face suddenly flushed red, the color of high blood pressure.
Now Victor truly seemed to be commanding the world's powers by leveraging the Yanks.
