"Alright," Dulson looked at the beggar and said,"then I'll have one that explodes."
The Pauper looked at Dulson with fear, because in his eyes, Dulson was the kind of maniac who would blow up people! This kind of person was simple-minded, and one should not offend him. Otherwise, he would light up gunpowder and play scissors, paper, and stone with you.
With the big bag of explosives, Dulson and diesel looked at the location of the mobile signal, then took a shortcut on the highway to catch up with the car.
At night, the MI6 headquarters used the traffic images of various roads to keep an eye on the situation of the car and commercial vehicle. It had been three hours, and the car was about to leave London for the next city, but the deviant Corp still hadn't made a move.
"I think we're being too suspicious. He's not that omnipotent. The previous two times were probably because they were lucky."
