"You'd better watch the road ahead first. Don't end up attracting Green Vest later."
Liu Zheng narrowed his eyes.
"What, are you scared?"
The colonel wore a mocking smile.
"I am."
He admitted it without hesitation.
Talking about making Metropolis burn—did he even know who the hell he was?
Blowing up one floor had gotten him chased beyond the Borderlands. If he burned down an entire street, wouldn't they hunt him to the ends of the universe?
Even the Driver and Red Ghost combined had been crushed by City Hall. What was he supposed to use to take down Metropolis?
"Tch, just as I thought. Your purity still isn't high enough."
The Driver put away his pistol, and the illusion before them vanished like smoke.
"Generally speaking, alloys perform better."
Liu Zheng retorted.
"But this isn't an ordinary place. This is Metropolis. Only people with sufficient purity can step onto a higher stage. You'll understand someday."
the Driver said.
Then I'd rather not understand.
he thought.
First, he didn't have a someday. Second, it would be best if he never did.
Metropolis was exciting, but it was far too exciting. Experiencing it once was enough.
A plain and peaceful life was the real deal. Yate was better—simple folk, easy living. Running a dungeon there felt like a vacation.
"System, I hope you know better."
Liu Zheng said to the system in his mind.
Naturally, it gave no response.
"I'm heading back to rest up and replenish some ammunition. I won't wait for you outside. Contact me when you need the car."
Back at the Bloodstained Restaurant, the Driver told him.
"Okay."
Liu Zheng answered, then entered the Delivery Passage.
"You brat finally came back. I thought you were going to run off."
As soon as he entered the lounge, Cow-Horse