Supreme Button-Type Tracker?!
Hearing the system prompt, Su Bai was stunned for a moment, but he quickly recovered, a faint smile curling across his lips.
He knew this thing!
It was the famous little gadget of Conan, the Son of Death. It came with a death buff—whoever it tracked would die. With that thought, Su Bai immediately rushed toward Qiao Guoan, who had been knocked to the ground by two punches and was now grimacing in pain...
As he passed Lin Feng, who stood there in a daze, Su Bai flicked his hand, and a transmitter appeared. Aiming it at Lin Feng, he fired it. With a "whoosh," a black shadow flashed and instantly merged into Lin Feng's body.
At once, a small radar map like one from a video game appeared before Su Bai's eyes. Lin Feng, marked in vivid red, was right behind him.
Tracking successful. Perfect!
"Qiao Guoan, are you all right?" Delighted, Su Bai did not forget about Qiao Guoan. He asked with concern while immediately dialing 120.
"Hiss!"
Qiao Guoan said nothing, only sucked in a painful, distorted breath.
"You don't need to say anything. I understand. When we get back, one million!" Su Bai said, patting Qiao Guoan on the chest.
Eh?
One million!
Qiao Guoan's eyes widened. "Young Master, I'm fine!"
Police beauty Luo Hanyue also pulled out her phone and spoke swiftly and sharply. "Second-floor private room at Dian Dou De. There was a fight. The suspect has been detained. Get here immediately!"
"Drip! Drip! Drip!"
Before long, sirens sounded. Two young-faced but resolute male officers ran upstairs and respectfully saluted Luo Hanyue first. "Captain Luo, we're here!"
"Take this one away!" Seeing the police arrive, Luo Hanyue let out a breath of relief and pointed at Lin Feng, who was frozen