Half an hour later.
Three people walked out of the villa's main gate.
Yang Chen, dressed in a black suit, stood tall like a sturdy pine tree.
Imano Genso looked at Yang Chen's figure, his eyes flickering.
In his view, Yang Chen at this moment resembled Bruce Lee in the movies, ready to smash their martial arts school to bits!
Imano Genso was dressed in a casual suit, somewhat mismatched, but in line with Beihai Country's aesthetic. A colorful beach shirt paired with a reflective fabric suit, with only two buttons fastened, exposing his chest, clearly marking him as a delinquent.
Night Fire, on the other hand, wore a tracksuit.
For him, this attire was the most convenient, allowing for uninhibited movement during a fight.
A Honda was parked at the gate.
Yang Chen took the driver's seat and started the car.
Imano Genso was shoved into the passenger seat by Night Fire.
