"Reporting, Captain. Target spotted."
"The target is two hundred meters ahead, about to turn onto Fifth Avenue."
"Team Two, cut them off."
Inside a Joint Defense Team vehicle, a Black man in a black uniform and beret leisurely smoked a cigar.
The Joint Defense Team had a special role. Since they had to deal with people outside the city and could easily offend someone, the team consisted mainly of foreigners.
After the great cataclysm began, quite a few members of the Alien Races fled to the Dragon Kingdom, and over time, they settled there.
" Bzz... bzz..."
A steady male voice came over the radio. "Make sure you kill the robbers. They must not fall into police hands."
"Don't worry, President Bu. We won't leave anyone alive."
The Black man stuck his head out and excitedly slapped the car door, shouting at Little White Tiger, "Run, little mouse! The big cat's coming!"
Everyone in the vehicle burst into laughter.
Seeing that Little White Tiger and his companions were merely teenagers, these foreigners paid them no mind at all.
"They're sending us out for a few little mice? The San Mu Group really must be going under."
"Exactly. A bunch of mice at the first or second awakening. I could handle them alone."
The team members chattered as they drove, and their Black leader instructed them with a grin, "Slow down. Let's play with them first."
Bang!
The Black man drew a pistol and fired three shots at Old Ninth's feet, sending countless chips of stone flying.
"Jump, little mouse! Hahaha!"
The Joint Defense Team's driver revved the engine with an excited whoop.
But their targets did not panic as they had expected.
Old Ninth suddenly stopped, killing intent rising in his eyes.
"Earthworm."
"Here."
Earthworm took out two grenades, pulled