"How wonderful, Space Equipment! Unfortunately, I didn't contribute enough last time, so I can't redeem it yet."
"Stop your babbling and hurry up to get ready, the target hasn't escaped yet!"
Turning her head to look out the window, Noxico glanced at a room with tightly drawn curtains in the building opposite.
The followers nodded heavily and immediately dispersed.
Meanwhile, inside the room Noxico was watching, the only light in the pitch-black room came from a virtual screen in front of a tall, thin man.
At this moment, the virtual screen's display was divided into dozens of surveillance feeds from the nearby vicinity.
The tall, thin man stared at the fast-moving figures in the surveillance footage, his expression tense.
"How did they target me so quickly?
I haven't done anything yet, not even responded to the 'Gray Gang' contact signal, how did I get exposed...
No choice, I'll have to try to break through!"
