"Overkill reward: 1,000 experience points, 20 skill points." The moment Wang Lan arrived at the scene, the system notification echoed in his mind.
"Bro, hurry... chase..." A weak voice rang out. The middle-aged man who had been injured by the blonde foreigner struggled to prop himself up and urgently spoke to Wang Lan.
Chase under these circumstances? Chase my ass.
When Wang Lan approached, the man had one hand pressed against his chest, from which fresh blood was spurting out; his body was convulsing non-stop, and he was clearly on the brink of death.
"I'm a Captain from the Tianjian Bureau's Intelligence Department. Who are you?"
"I know you... you're Wang Lan, the mascot of the Intelligence Department. My name is Ma Weidong... from the Action Department... leader of the Second Action Team."
After confirming they were on the same side, Wang Lan yanked open the man's collar and pressed his palm on the wound, activating his Healing Star Martial Arts.
