Chapter 629

Four days after Karl handed the weapon over to Tsunami Design Bureau.

The whole city was buzzing with speculation about KK’s whereabouts—meanwhile, the man himself was sprawled out on his apartment sofa, letting the neon shimmer of a braindance wash over his retinas. That was until Oliver kicked the door open, bringing with him a rush of street air thick with the smell of hot asphalt and engine oil.

“The fight’s about to start.” Oliver’s cybernetic eyes gleamed. “Jack and V are about to punch their way into the finals.”