Though the SUV was already speeding at a hundred and sixty, Gerald looked as cool as a cucumber as he casually drummed his fingers on the steering wheel…

Fujiko, on the other hand, couldn’t help but stare wide-eyed at Gerald before eventually asking, “…Who the hell are you…?”

“I’m just an ordinary man. I’ve told you that many times before, haven’t I?” replied Gerald with a smile.

“No ordinary man would be able to say they ‘sensed the presence of at least ten weak men lurking in the shadows