Baisha Town:
Dark clouds shrouded the moon, turning the entire sky pitch black, like dense ink that wouldn't dissolve—a prelude to a storm.
Moored at the dock was a cruise ship. On the hull and the wings, the hammer and sickle insignia of the former Soviet Union could be seen—a relic of a military ship from the last century, repurposed.
When Kawasi saw Wang Hao and the others arrive, he greeted them with a full-faced smile, hurrying over.
However, as he noticed a woman and child in the car, his brow couldn't help but furrow.
The Blood Wolf mercenary group was infamous for being ruthless and would certainly not be accompanied by family.
Not family? Could they be hostages?
But the scene didn't seem like that of hostages?
After pondering for a while, Kawasi couldn't figure it out. Nonetheless, he didn't delve any further. It was none of his business, after all—let them be!
Shaking his head, Kawasi went forward with a smile plastered on his face.
