"Qin Anlong, control yourself, we're not at the 'Holy War' position yet!"
The non-human alien in the driver's seat anxiously warned.
Sitting in the rear cargo hold, Qin Anlong raised the shackles in his hand, his face contorting with a twisted grin: "Hehe, if I could control myself, would I need these?"
"Relax, we're here. Unless Pei Jing intervenes personally, no one can stop me."
The driver pursed his lips, unwilling to talk about Pei Jing.
This guy was once brutally beaten by Pei Jing, barely clinging to life, always seeking revenge. Now, in moments of losing his reason, he's chosen to start 'Holy War' in the Ninth District's Cleansing Company and almost went into a frenzy on the spot.
Qin Anlong was exhilarated to the extreme; this might be his final words, for henceforth, regardless of survival, he would be dominated by 'Divinity,' shedding all human traits completely.
