At first, Yato had merely been watching the show. Later, she began to feel a little admiration. By the end, though, she was completely terrified.
Lungmen was far too lively.
That night, starting from the factory's back entrance, Mu Mo was robbed by robbers a total of sixteen times. Each time, he took a blow to the head. Sometimes, the previous group had barely finished robbing him before the next group came charging in with clubs, turning it into a three-way brawl.
Lungmen at night was once again thrown into utter chaos because of that penguin.
Yato circled around the city, following the kidnappers. Sometimes they reached the outer ring road only to turn back, keeping her at it for a full six hours.
Mu Mo was finally taken to a transfer point. Before that, he had already been struck on the head seven or eight times, nearly becoming the only death in this nighttime farce. Fortunately, Mu Mo had a hard head and could barely hold on.
Whoosh—
The hood was yanked off in one go, and a bucket of cold water was splashed into Mu Mo's face, jolting him awake.
He had been put through the wringer for too long. It took him some time to adjust to the harsh light before he began surveying his surroundings.
"Why are you here?"
Mu Mo was stunned. The man sharpening a knife before him was the captain of the security team he had hired.
"There was nothing we could do. I've never seen a client get snatched back and forth like you have. Besides, you never mentioned that this thing had anything to do with Penguin Logistics. Our contract ended the moment you crawled out of that dog hole."
"That works too?"
"Now that the contract has ended, the refund