The dog leaped out, and Qu Xibo and its master quickly followed.
Even though that punk had run off for a dozen minutes or so.
Yet, equipped with double insurance, Qu Xibo was not panicking at all.
Not only had Qu Xibo snatched a button off that punk to track him by scent.
He had also planted a GPS tracker on that punk.
Under double guarantees.
There was no way he could lose him.
Recalling when Qu Xibo heard the young master say he wanted to let one go.
He had been quite startled.
Why let one punk go?
These were all rotten-to-the-core guys.
Qu Xibo didn't know what kind of plot or underground world business the young master had in mind.
But he knew that the young master's move definitely had a deep meaning.
At first, he hadn't figured it out.
He had simply acted according to the young master's instructions.
Slowly, however, he understood.
The young master wasn't letting the old ones go, but rather letting a young one go.
What was the purpose of this?
Luring the snake out of its hole!
The young master intended to net them all in one go!
He had once demonstrated his dominant combat power to these people at the entrance of that flower shop.
Brother Biao had experienced it firsthand, after all!
Anyone who had seen Brother Biao's miserable state and had a bit of situational awareness would know that he himself was not to be messed with.
If he had kept his eyes on a more senior punk, they absolutely would not have run.
Because they were very clear that even if Qu Xibo was the only one.
Dragging them back wasn't going to be much of a chore.
However, those few punks.
Looked like they hadn't been in