A Yamaha 600CC motorbike zoomed towards the South away from Free Mary town. The black leather jacket over the biker’s body was paired with a tastefully excessive helmet. There were glittering skulls, rivets, crosses and so on. The biker’s look was unconventionally roguish. 

The biker made a few stops at intervals to study the roadside and on-road condition. He seemed to be in search of something. 

And that biker man was none other than Xia Lei. 

The Yamaha bike along with the leather jacket was bought from a biker gang member at a price of ten thousand dollars. Caitlin had wanted to come with him but Xia Lei had rejected her vehemently. Instead, he gave her one hundred thousand dollars and told her to go shopping wherever she wished. Though he was just using her, he had not forgotten to allow her some benefit from the exchange. 

Xia Lei had spent a lot of money on Caitlin, but in the end, the information he got was worth so much more. If this were to be done legally, one billion dollars wouldn’t even be enough to have the American government and Lockheed...