"Tobin Foster?"
In this sort of situation, when the White Spirit saw the legendary person who had been wanted by the Americans for more than ten or twenty years and was still alive, his heart skipped a beat.
After all, a person's reputation was like a tree's shadow. None of the people who were famous in the underground world were easy to get along with. And those who had been famous for more than ten years were either incredibly lucky or smart.
When he saw Tobin move his shoulders, the White Spirit knew that he was bringing out his gun.
But this situation did not surprise the White Spirit. Instead, he was delighted. He knew that aside from his face, his clothes could block any handgun.
At the same time he brought out his gun with his right hand, the White Spirit raised his left hand and used a bulletproof glove to cover his forehead.
He was just about to shoot Tobin down, but he did not expect that the legendary person in the underground world whom he had to be wary of would crouch down, hide behind the customers in the tavern, and shoot at the roof to escape.
'Damn it, I knew that these old bastards, who can only rely on their mouths and experience, would run when they see me.'
Even though he said that, the White Spirit was actually trying to hide the awkward feeling he had when he was frightened by someone else's reputation.
He cursed Tobin for being a coward in his heart, put away his gun, turned around, and left the tavern.
While he walked to his car, he said to Sunday, "Did you catch up to that trash talker?"
"Don't worry. When Tobin Foster met Eric, the spider robot was already hanging on his clothes. The Black Wasp drone will be able to capture the target in five seconds."
The image soon appeared on the White Spirit's smart glasses. "Very good. I didn't expect that the person who contacted me would be the legendary traitor of C1A.
Do you think that if I catch this guy alive, our stingy boss will be happy and tell me who killed my uncle? "
"That's … I'm sorry, but only Mr. Devonshire knows what he will do."
"Ha, so you're the lackey of the artificial intelligence world." While the White Spirit mocked Sunday, he opened the car door, stepped on the accelerator, and caught up to Tobin and Eric's car.
Before long, Sunday suddenly said, "I've detected two unidentified vehicles. They're also chasing after Tobin Foster."
Right after he finished speaking, the image appeared on the White Spirit's smart glasses. Then, Sunday reminded them that there was a large group of fans gathering a few blocks away. They predicted that Tobin and Eric would have to get out of the car and run.
When she heard this, the White Spirit stepped on the brakes slightly and let the other two cars chasing after Tobin go first.
When they entered the congested area, Sunday not only took photos of the armed men who got out of the two cars, but also monitored them.
The White Spirit, who was at the back, smirked when she saw the crowd. She parked her car by the road, put on a baseball cap, and got out of the car.
Following Sunday's instructions, he quickly moved through the crowd and soon caught up to a group of three armed men.
Silently calculating the order of his attack, he reached into his suit and took out two thin and sharp awls from his fingers. He pressed them against the temples of the two people who were staring at Tobin and Eric.
The two of them instantly lost consciousness. The White Spirit grabbed them, lifted them up, and placed them on a bench by the road.
This scene was seen by Tobin, who was dozens of meters away and standing at the corner of the street to observe the situation.
'What the heck? How did he keep an eye on me?'
When Tobin cast a glance at the panic-stricken Eric and turned his head around, the White Spirit had already caught up to the last armed man. She moved her hand from his back to his neck.
With a crack, the man fell to the ground.
When he saw the White Spirit smiling at him from dozens of meters away, Tobin's face darkened. He turned around and left.
While he walked, he said to Eric, who had caught up to him, "Let's split up."
"No, no, Tobin, please don't leave me behind."
Eric did not care about the rule of walking at a constant speed to avoid being noticed by the enemy or the police.
When Tobin saw that Eric was still following him, he suddenly said, "Idiot, let's split up. Each of us has a 50% chance of escaping." When he saw that Eric was still following him, Tobin suddenly said, "The chances of the White Spirit catching up to me will definitely be higher than yours. Do you understand?"
Eric thought about it and realized that Tobin was right. Once he understood this, he said, "Take care." Then, without hesitation, he walked down another street.
After he walked for dozens of meters, he turned his head around and was delighted to find that the White Spirit had only cast a glance at him before she resolutely chased after Tobin.
But when he turned his head around and left, he crashed into the arms of a person in a black jacket. Then, he felt as if a needle had pierced his neck, and he lost consciousness.
When the White Spirit saw the entire process of Eric being captured through her smart glasses, she covered her ears and ordered Sunday, "Kill the captured traitor."
"Sorry, only Mr. Devonshire has the authority to kill a witness."
"F * ck, are you just going to watch the target get captured?"
The White Spirit was furious, and she could not help but speed up to chase after Tobin. Tobin, who was already fifty years old, was forced to speed up, and soon, he started panting slightly.
What was worse was that he had already reached the main street, and the number of fans had decreased by a large margin. If he continued walking on the empty street, he would be easily attacked.
Fortunately, there was always a way out. The American Consulate was not too far away from him.
If he was captured by the Americans, Tobin was confident that the people from C1A would try to get information from him.
As long as he did not immediately lose his life, he would have a chance to escape. It was better than being killed by the White Spirit, who never left anyone alive.
Tobin turned his head around and cast a glance at the White Spirit, who was only around sixty-five meters away from him. He no longer hesitated and brought out his American passport from the stack of passports in his backpack.
He put his guns, magazines, knives, and other things into his backpack and tossed them into the trash can.
He quickly crossed the street and brought out his passport to attract the guards' attention from a distance. When a few of the guards noticed that something was off, Tobin placed his hand on the holster of his gun and slowly spoke to them.
"My name is Tobin Foster, and I'm C1A's most wanted criminal."
Once he finished speaking, Tobin ignored the shocked guards who immediately brought out their guns. He turned around and looked at the White Spirit, who stood at the corner across the street and showed half of her face.
The White Spirit made a throat-slitting gesture at Tobin and watched him being captured and brought into the Consulate. Then, she asked Sunday, "Can you keep an eye on that bastard Tobin?"
"No problem. If there's a need, I'll mobilize more than one hundred Spider Robots into the Consulate."
"Good. Then, let's go look for that bastard Eric." Once she finished speaking, she turned around and left without turning her head back.
"Also, when I capture those idiots who stole my business, I'll make them kneel down and tell me their identities."
She walked dozens of meters back and saw a large group of fans. The White Spirit cursed in her heart, but she suddenly remembered that she did not need to go back and look for a car.
She looked up and looked at the buildings around her before she walked to a building that was more than ten stories tall. "Have the invisible Kun fighter jet come and fetch me."
Soon, the White Spirit, who had violently broken through the rooftop door of the building, saw a cabin door suddenly open on the empty rooftop.
"Take me to Alaric."
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