Bab 99: 098 Three Obsession Antiques (4000)_1

Honk...

The Fortune Car honked gently as it turned into the street, its pale yellow light casting an oblique glow on one side of the road, causing a glaring reflection off a trash can.

With a soft splutter, the car wheels crushed a newspaper on the ground as the block-like black vehicle sped past.

In the passenger seat to the right, a fierce-faced youth sported a cigarette in his mouth, a handgun rested between his legs.

He exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyes slightly narrowed. This antique transportation task was important; any suspicious entities approaching the moving Fortune Car would be swiftly exterminated by the man.

"Huh?!"

In the driver's seat, the man's eyes suddenly widened.

Two massive headlights on the Fortune Car projected a large circle of yellow light, illuminating the darkness ahead.

At some unknown point, a tall silhouette had taken position right at the center of the zebra crossing, standing still as if a sculpture.