Yang Mingjie took out restraints and locked up Third Master and the others. The company had ordered these Cursed Objects from East Dragon Workshop. Once locked on, they sealed not only professional skills and Cursed Objects, but even spatial abilities. Even Professionals would find it difficult to break free.
To be safe, Xiao Ran took a lock of hair from each of them. If they tried anything funny, Xiao Ran could kill them even if they fled a thousand miles away.
Once he was sure Third Master and the others had surrendered, Xiao Ran dispelled the Yan Sheng Art. He beckoned, and the bronze bell returned to his hand. He tossed it into his space as well.
When the Yan Sheng Art faded, the sound of many footsteps came from outside.
Yang Jun came rushing in with a group of people, his face dark. Once inside, he took in the wreckage strewn across the room, glanced at Xiao Ran, then turned to Liu Xiaowei and the others.
Seeing Liu Xiaowei hang his head guiltily, Yang Jun didn't ask what had happened. He simply said, "Take them in!"
At his order, the large group of Patrol Team officers behind him surged inside.
Liu Xiaowei and the others didn't resist. They meekly let themselves be handcuffed. Their offenses weren't that serious, after all, so cooperating gave them a chance. If they fought back... well, they might well be shot on the spot.
"What happened? What was that just now?"
Yang Jun came over and pressed Xiao Ran for answers.
Xiao Ran and Yang Jun sat down at a table, and Xiao Ran gave him a rough explanation.
When Yang Jun learned that Yang Zhendong had defected with the other side, his reaction was stranger than Xiao Ran had expected.
He fell silent