Chapter 687 Rules Of The Underworld

• The responding captain was also taken aback, rummaging in the car. With one foot, I leaped up, yanked open the car door, and was about to drag him out when the captain of the grudge intervened, saying, "Wait, it doesn't seem like it's something explosive."
• I too, composed myself. The grudge captain reached under the seat and retrieved a paper bag. He had hastily kicked this object under the seat moments ago.
• "What is it?"