It ended.
Budman fumbled in his pocket for a cigarette, tried to light it a few times with a lighter, and finally managed to ignite the tobacco in the rainy weather.
There was no sign of the Wing of Death in the Central District's sky. It seemed the boss had also been defeated. Next up, it would be that lunatic Aorus doing the mopping up, using the entire city as a battlefield, using all the members of all the organizations as his stepping stones to fame.
Absolutely insane. But there was no helping it, that young master's superpower was genuinely formidable, even he, the mighty raider, dared not claim he could win. Mo Yuankai was out of strength, who else could possibly handle him?
"Phew..."
