On a first-rank star.
The night was the best camouflage, making the capture much more difficult.
"Squad One has reached the designated position, Grand Marshal, your orders."
Cheng Feng's soft voice reported through the communication earpiece.
Si Yuting's towering figure stepped out of the darkness into the light of a streetlamp, his voice as solemn and tranquil as ever.
"Take action."
The desperate fugitive, despite all his cunning efforts to escape, ultimately couldn't avoid capture.
The leader was none other than the head of the Quicksand Star Thieves Group. Initially, due to a change in attitude and voluntarily surrendering a huge amount of wealth, he had avoided the death penalty.
Now, his face bore no trace of the honesty he had shown during his sentence, his eyes filled with malice and venom as he looked at the criminal police and the members of the First Legion.
