The masked man's eyes filled with fear, having never seen such a sharp weapon before, it was truly formidable.
Not daring to slack off, he sheathed the Little White Sword, and with a swift kick off the ground, his body shot up towards a helicopter above him.
Soon, the masked man flew into the helicopter's cabin.
"Swoosh". The cabin door closed and the helicopter flew off, quickly disappearing into the sky.
Mo Huasong took out his phone to call the other party, but found that the number was turned off and he couldn't make the call.
The number was from Black Country. Mo Huasong's team didn't have the authority to track numbers from another country.
Mo Huasong simply went into a hotel in the small town, rented a room and locked the door to get some rest.
The Black Country Ninja tasked with monitoring Mo Huasong knew that he was waiting on some news, so they kept a close eye on him, afraid that he might leave.
