"Woo-woo-woo!"
Several Grey Skin vehicles passed Chen Mo's sedan again. It seemed that what had happened at Manchester Airport this time had alerted all the Grey Skin in Manchester.
If Chen Mo had not left so early, he might have been detained at the Grey Skin station and questioned by now.
As for Minda, they no longer cared. After all, they had each gotten what they needed on the way to Manchester, and there was no longer any connection between them.
What they had promised Minda before was to take him to Manchester. As for anything else, neither of them had agreed to it, nor would they.
They needed to get to Juno's place quickly. If they delayed any longer, they might lose every lead.
Juno's residence was in an abandoned factory in the outskirts of Manchester. Driving there from Anda Mountain would take some time, since they had to cross the entire city.
But what made Bai Xiaotian and Chen Mo miserable was that Manchester's traffic was truly frustratingly congested.
Manchester could be said to be one of the most congested cities in East Asia. Moreover, the Traffic Lights in this city lasted a long time, rarely less than a minute.
With so many cars and so many people in the city, there was nowhere one could drive without getting stuck in traffic. Wherever one went, there was congestion.
Especially during rush hour, the traffic was enough to make people question their lives. Manchester even had another nickname: the City of Traffic Jams.
Yet despite such congestion, the locals did not care in the slightest and showed no impatience at all. Even while stuck in traffic, hardly anyone honked.
Everyone in this city moved at an unhurried pace, without the slightest hint of impatience. Siamese people could be considered