Under the shroud of night, a high-capacity van sped down the street, racing toward the suburbs.
"Where are we headed this trip?"
"Check the GPS, it should be to the Special Prison."
"Special Prison? What are we going there for?"
"Why do you care so much?"
"To break into the prison?"
"Just with us?"
"Of course, we are all Key Masters here, not to mention we have Fox leading the team!"
The noisy chatter in the van kept coming, forming an endless wave of sound that made Fox, who was leaning sideways in his seat, veins on his forehead twitch.
He was beginning to regret why he had brought along this motley crew.
After pulling off the major incident at the police station, he hadn't come away empty-handed.
These people were his gains.
With the lure of a hefty sum of Black Silver in the Bounty Order, Fox had precisely captured several Key Masters who flocked to the scent of meat, even though they believed they were very well hidden.
