As the civilians began to retreat, a smug smile appeared on the commissioner's face.
Just as he was about to usher them to leave even faster, a sudden gust of wind besieged him!
"Who... Who are you?"
The commissioner subconsciously took two steps back upon the arrival of a young man.
The police officer behind him also raised his gun and aimed it at Locke.
Locke opened his palms, and two metal bullets dropped onto the ground.
They were the two bullets that the commissioner had shot into the sky earlier!
"Damn, he can catch bullets?"
"It's a Beastmaster! It's a Beastmaster!"
"Whose side is he on?"
For the past two days, Locke was not wearing his school uniform, and as such, it was difficult to tell which side he was on.
After a moment of shock, the commissioner immediately put away his pistol. He knew that the weapon was useless against Beastmasters.
