Chapter 22: Villains Have Their Own Nemesis

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It had to be said, the eleven-seater Jinbei van was truly spacious inside. Judging by news reports, it was no problem at all for similar black market vans to cram in over twenty people, so adding five more kids to the two vans was child's play for Hua and his crew.

Barely had the two vans left when the police arrived at the scene. It's not that they weren't efficient, but from the start of the fight to the vans' departure, the whole thing lasted just three minutes and forty seconds. Calling it “well-trained” would be an exaggeration, but you had to hand it to Da Fei’s crew for how swiftly they vanished.

Finding no one present, the police could only note a few splashes of blood on the ground. With nothing else to go on, they collected the surveillance footage from the school entrance to review back at the station.

Inside the van where Hua was riding, he had changed seats and settled in the last row. “Blackout, ask those two punks who their boss is and where he is now.”

“Got it!” Blackout replied in a low voice, and stomped hard on one of the punks’ hands. “Hey, you heard what Hua asked, didn’t you? Spill the truth and maybe you’ll live.”

“Who—who are you people?” The two punks had been terrified since getting thrown into the van, and now, hearing Blackout’s tone, they were practically wetting themselves.

“Listen, you son of a—am I the one asking questions or you—ah!” Blackout growled, slicing the side of the punk’s thigh