On the road.
Several black vans merged into the traffic flow, heading toward Luo City District.
Chen Sheng trailed far behind. Relying on his exceptional stamina, he was never shaken off.
At the same time,
he noticed something unusual.
Other than himself, there seemed to be another vehicle following the Martial Security Bureau convoy.
It was an ordinary black sedan. After appearing midway through the journey, it had, like Chen Sheng, remained far behind the Martial Security Bureau vehicles.
Who could it be? Could it be someone from that Mysterious Organization? Though he was somewhat doubtful, Chen Sheng did not dare approach recklessly, afraid of alerting them.
After traveling roughly fifteen kilometers,
the road gradually widened, while the vehicles and pedestrians became increasingly sparse.
To avoid being discovered, Chen Sheng could only widen the distance again, allowing the Martial Security Bureau vehicles to disappear from his sight.
Meanwhile, he trailed behind the black sedan, which had likewise slowed down and fallen back.
Soon,
the Martial Security Bureau vehicles stopped outside a chemical plant.
The surrounding area was extremely desolate, with only a few factories and employee dormitory buildings nearby.
Fully armed Martial Security Bureau personnel leaped out of the vehicles one after another, splitting into teams and entering the industrial zone.
The black sedan stopped even farther away.
Seeing this,
Chen Sheng immediately lowered his body and poked his head out to observe.
Two figures got out of the car.
They were actually familiar faces.
Guo Yang and Li Qian, two Personal Disciples from Xing Wu Martial Arts Hall.
As for Li Xingwu and Wu Ran, there was no sign of them.
Chen Sheng frowned.
Why did he feel like these people were flies? Wherever he went, he seemed to run into them.
After getting out of the car, Guo