Luke and Selina returned to the city peacefully. The city was a mess and they needed more manpower. It also had more experience and credit points.
They had just reached the outskirts of the city, when Luke saw a fatty dash out of a side street, his gear flopping around his fat frame.
He stopped the car and murmured, "Why is this fatty here?"
When they rolled down the window, they heard the fatty shout into the walkie-talkie on his shoulder, "Instructor, Instructor Harry, help! There are dozens of thugs chasing me. Ah, Instructor Harry, I see you."
Luke looked in the direction that the fatty was running.
A man walked out of an alley not far away with a doubtful look on his face and shouted, "Calm down! I said, calm down, and report the situation slowly, you b*stard!"
It was none other than Instructor Harry.
