"Everything's fine now, everyone can leave."
The man put down the weapon in his hand, stood up, and spoke to the crowd.
Whoosh!
The frightened crowd rushed out of the bank, leaving the hall empty. After the crowd left, the man also walked out with them.
"Is that guy a cripple?"
Qin Yang noticed that his leg was somewhat lame, which he found quite amusing, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Outside the bank, in front of a Lincoln car.
"Alright, you can go back. I have some things to take care of. Remember to apply that ointment continuously for three days."
Qin Yang said to Lu Bingyao. Since he had decided to form his own team, that person might be of use.
Lu Bingyao nodded, didn't say much, got into the car, and then drove away.
"Celestial Eye Opening."
A faint green light filled Qin Yang's eyes as he searched through the crowd that had just escaped the bank and found a figure with a slight limp, then followed along.
