The Blurred Line

The Blurred Line

The boss froze for a moment, saying nothing. Xu Huo smiled as he watched him. "If you're thinking of tipping them off, don't bother. None of them will survive the night."

The boss shrank back and immediately gave him an address.

"Too quick with your answer." Xu Huo flicked his fingers, slashing the man's arm. "I'll give you one more chance. Think it over before you answer."

The boss stood there for a while, apparently struggling fiercely with himself. But two seconds later, he turned and ran for the door.

Xu Huo laughed. He picked up the Water Knife Gun and was just about to act when he saw the boss, unable to open the door, turn around and drop to his knees with a thud. "They're in the alley behind the dance hall. The ones who did it were some kids. They wouldn't usually go this far with Xiao Yuan. The order must have come from the thugs who keep those kids in line."

"How many thugs? They aren't even Players?"

Sweat beaded on the boss's forehead, but he didn't dare wipe it away. "How could a remote little place like this have that many Players? Anyone with real ability wouldn't stay here long. But those thugs have connections with Players who traffic people. No one usually dares cross them."

Xu Huo told him to write down a list. "If I run into them, I'll take care of them while I'm at it. That way, no one will find out you let the information slip."

The boss went pale. He racked his brains as he wrote down everyone connected to them. Halfway through, Xu Huo reminded him, "Don't write too many. I can't be bothered to kill that many."

The boss had a little sense and