"Mad! You must be a madman!"
Lucy got in the car. Cyril turned on the engine dejectedly and began to drive towards the Roth family's location. He looked as though he was about to crumble.
"One person against the Roth tycoons? No person in the right mind would do that!"
"Maybe..."
Fang Yuan seemed calm, but was very alert. He continued to scan the roads.
If he had not guessed wrong, Cyril was not alone. There were spies in every corner. They might have to deal with an attack anytime.
"Give it up! If we leave now, we might still be able to escape the wrath of the Federation and Black Man Society!"
Lucy tried her best to convince Fang Yuan for the last time.
"It's they who should be worried!"
Fang Yuan looked out of the window. The black car accelerated and arrived at the Ivy City suburbs.
