Rebirth: General, Don't Mess Around!

Abei had no choice but to agree, as he knew very well that he could not possibly escape from the two people in front of him, and he had to accept the situation.

After accepting, Abei spoke a few more words. Ye Jian, not understanding what he said, looked at White Crane, waiting for his translation.

”He said he won’t make the call here, but in another place, which we have to walk to, about ten minutes away,” White Crane’s brow furrowed slightly, ”That place is very safe.”

To Abei, it might be safe, but not necessarily for Ye Jian and White Crane.

But since they had agreed to Abei, they naturally had to go there.

By this time, the train station was not nearly as bustling as it had been half an hour earlier, with the square completely cleared out, not a single pedestrian passing through. Those fleeing had escaped far from the train station to safety.

The belatedly arriving, fully armed police, carrying shields, ran towards the station, crossing the deserted square. Inside, the scene was entirely different, with a crowd in the midst of evacuation causing a stampede. Several passengers were trampled by the crowd surging behind them, resulting in casualties. The late-arriving police began to clear the scene.

An increasingly furious Noah did not stay any longer. The police had arrived and even though he wanted to find the killer who had murdered his two soldiers, it was necessary for him to retreat at that moment.

When he gave the command ”retreat,” his hazel eyes were filled with reluctance. His somewhat lengthy and gaunt face showed his jaw clenched tight, leaving with a gloominess surrounding him.

Along the roadside were many cars that hadn’t been started, some with their doors wide open, showing how panicked the owners had been at the time.

Ye Jian and White Crane, along with Abei, crossed the street and soon disappeared around a corner.

Elsewhere, G3 and Z7 met up and celebrated with a high-five.

Xia Jinyuan and Mr. Will handled the scene smoothly, avoiding Cyril’s men who had not yet left.

On another side, Abei led the way through two streets and then into a commercial street selling Molaban’s local specialties.

The street was narrow but filled with Molaban’s character. This area was not affected by the shooting incident at the train station. It was bustling with people, and Ye Jian even saw street performers singing and playing their own instruments. The enthusiastic songs attracted many spectators, and the guitar case placed in front of him was piled up with various denominations of banknotes.

Here, no danger was visible. The hustle and bustle would inevitably bring a smile to one’s lips, making one relaxed heart and soul.

Continuously tense, Abei finally relaxed upon entering this area, his tear-stained face now bearing a smile. Passing two pushcart-like stalls, he flicked the silver bells hanging from the stall and suddenly asked White Crane, ”Mr. Will, will he be alright?”

After asking, he immediately withdrew his gaze from White Crane and anxiously rubbed his fingers together.

White Crane laughed and said, ”He’ll be fine. We’re the bodyguards he hired to protect him, he won’t have any problems.”

Hearing that Mr. Will would be alright, Abei’s eyes seemed to brighten instantly. ”Really? But…”

He thought of something, and his eyes dimmed again. White Crane and Ye Jian exchanged looks silently; White Crane smiled like a caring older brother and asked further, ”But what? You can tell us.”

”Cyril, he won’t easily let Mr. Will go. He still needs Mr. Will’s cargo ship to transport goods for him.” Abei’s expression became anxious again, ”You are Mr. Will’s bodyguards, will you protect him all the time?”