Imperial Capital.
A dim streetlight glowed on the overpass.
The fog had started.
One streetlight was broken, flickering in the gray haze.
The street was devoid of pedestrians, very quiet.
All the surveillance along the way had been destroyed.
This was already a trap, a hunting ground hidden within human society.
Two black security vehicles approached from a distance.
In the front vehicle, including the driver, were four security administrators with formidable combat power.
They were members of the Black Eagle Team.
In the rear vehicle, the deputy head of the Security Administration, Secretary Zhuang, sat in the front passenger seat, while Elder He sat in the back.
Elder He was the director of the Security Administration, riding in a security vehicle with the highest level of protection, also closely guarded by a powerful extraordinary protector.
The security level was extremely high.
