In the middle of the night, an escort car drove on the farm road, with green crops on both sides and mountains in the distance.
Li Peiyun was sitting in the dark carriage. On his left sat the muscular giant King Kong. On his right sat Wang Lao Er, whose lanky muscles seemed tighter than steel. He was squeezed between two men, left and right.
Li Peiyun silently looked at the personnel escorting him. These guys were senior employees in the headquarters. Each of them could be called a master. Even at his full strength, he could only cope with three at most. Beyond that, he could only hope to escape. He felt that his cultivation of Half-Step Gokudo Path back at the Forum Conference was not the best that he could do.
With his abilities sealed, along with layers of shackles binding his freedom, it was unreasonable to have so many top-tiered experts guarding him.
