When it comes to demolitions, I'm absolutely top-tier. I can create a hugely powerful explosive unit in an extremely short amount of time. But when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, I'm a total weakling. I'm at the bottom of the Luan Long Group, the one everyone can push around. Just because I'm weak doesn't mean I don't know what terrifying power looks like. I can name several people who can crush stones with their bare hands; I just never expected Xia Liang to be a monster on their level.
"Where is Situ Lianxin? The USB drive must have multiple firewalls. Get her to crack it, now. We don't have much time," Xiao Qianxi said, patting the back of the driver's seat.
Explosive nodded. "She's in the safe house. We're heading there now."
With everything in motion, Xia Liang knew that no amount of anxiety would let him teleport. He simply opened the car's mini-fridge, taking out two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine.
I'm not drinking wine. I'm drinking my tax dollars!
