Outside the bar, in an alley.
After handing him over to the two members of Gear from the Twin Star Corporation, the man named Du Xianjun took his reward and quickly slipped away.
Meanwhile, Xu Ye remained rigid, unable to move or speak.
Locke patted Xu Ye on the shoulder in amusement and sneered, "Du Xianjun, you really made me chase you. All the way from the Twin Star Corporation out to sea. You sure can fucking run."
"That Awakened just used his sequence talent on you, huh?"
Suddenly, the muscular man grew serious and took out a document.
"Du Xianjun, male, thirty-five, director of the logistics support department on the Twin Star Corporation's twenty-first floor. Wanted for human trafficking. To be taken into custody."
"Conway, search him. See if his wife is on him."
"As a citizen of the New World, his wife enjoys all the same rights as citizens of the Old World. Her life must not be taken away."
A search? His wife? The New World? The Old World?
Who the fuck carries his wife around on him?
Xu Ye sensed something strange about this.
Crack!
Just as the man was about to search him, Xu Ye stepped back, easily breaking the sequence talent Du Xianjun had left on him.
"You're not Du Xianjun?"
"Who are you?"
Both men turned to look at him.
Xu Ye drawled, "Gentlemen, I'm just an innocent passerby. By the way, if you're members of Gear, you must know Yang Chang?"
"You work for Yang Chang?"
"You heard everything just now?" Locke, wearing a black hat, knitted his brows, a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
Before he could deliver a threat, however, a fist the size of a cooking pot rapidly grew in his vision and slammed into the