Cairo sped all the way to the Patrol Bureau.
A press conference was underway outside. Reporters had packed the entrance so tightly that no one could get through.
Colt, his head and hands wrapped in bandages, was answering questions alongside seven lightly injured patrol officers.
Beside them stood a portly man in a blue uniform, his face full of self-importance.
"The deputy chief is here!" Cairo's eyes narrowed.
The man was Aolang Freddy, deputy chief of Vine City's central bureau.
Aolang heaped praise on Colt and the others, then personally awarded each of them a medal.
Not once did he mention Webber.
Cairo's heart sank.
Then his phone rang. It was Jon.
"Get over here! The chief isn't dead. He's badly wounded!"
"Come to the Northwest Warehouse now."
Cairo was overjoyed. He jumped back into his car and sped off.
"I knew it! The boss wouldn't die that easily!"
At Strongarm Company.
A large crowd had gathered.
Aolong, six Sorceresses,
Alton and his five trusted men, Mota and his three witch doctor companions with strange tattoos covering their faces, and Rijia.
Among the Players were Winter, 108, Mountain Dog, Evil God, and Girlfriend.
"Spirit Cultivators! They're all beautiful Spirit Cultivators!" Girlfriend couldn't take their eyes off the six Sorceresses.
108 sent a private message: "Easy there. Those six are Godfather's trump card! Not one of them is below Level 15!"
Su Yi said, "The House of Loving Kindness has already begun clearing out the Wolf Fang Gang."
"Our goal now is to take their territory."
With that, Su Yi opened a map.
"Winter, 108, Evil God—you're taking Aien Logistics Company."
"Rijia, Mountain Dog, and Sorcerer, you three take over Three Bridges Bar."
"Alton, you six take over Astronomical Mall."
"Aolong, take Mota and his three companions to Wolfblood Clinic."
"Sefni,