Mu Fan bent down, calmly rolled up the man's sleeve, and removed the rather low-end mechanical wristwatch.
Then he pulled out the man's wallet... Looking at the empty wallet, Mu Fan expressionlessly took out several cards and tossed them all over the floor.
After finishing, Mu Fan straightened his collar and calmly walked out.
In the quiet corridor lay a businessperson who had fainted.
Anyone who saw this scene would conclude...
This was a robbery!
Mu Fan's route was no different from the one he had taken on the way in. Under Black's terrifying network capabilities, Mu Fan had traveled entirely through surveillance blind spots.
And in areas without blind spots, Black directly erased Mu Fan's image without leaving a trace.
By the time the fat man in the restaurant had gloomily finished his tenth beef burger, he finally received a Sky Communicator call from Mu Fan.
Then the fat man instantly burst into tears!
The hand-patted beef was just too substantial. If he kept eating, he would really throw up.
"Bro, where are you? Boohoo~"
The fat man's earth-shaking wail gave Mu Fan a fright. Mu Fan quickly told him his location: a Tea House in District B9 of Number 87 Satellite.
Then the restaurant patrons stared dumbfounded as the balloon-like fat man sprang from his seat and charged outside with an excited look on his face.
"Sir, you haven't paid yet~~"
"Keep the change!"
The fat man casually slapped several large-denomination bills onto the table.
Then he rushed outside with surging momentum.
He finally did not have to eat those damned burgers anymore!
World, you were so free!
Stars swam before his eyes. When his consciousness returned, the middle-aged man only felt as though his skull were about to explode.
It hurt.
Where was he?
Right! He