Darren frowned slightly."How much is the watch actually worth?"The system answered almost immediately.[Estimated value: $2,000,000.]Darren's eyes widened.Two million dollars?For a brief moment, he wondered whether he had heard the system correctly.A taxi driver had just given away a two-million-dollar watch as a birthday gift.Not only that, he had deliberately lied and claimed that it was worth only ten thousand dollars.Darren slowly turned his head toward the young man.Who exactly was this person?He replayed everything that had happened earlier that day.When Darren had left the Tower, this taxi driver had been the only one parked comfortably nearby while every other taxi driver had been too afraid to even go close to the place.At the time, Darren had simply assumed that the man had extraordinary courage.However, after everything that had happened today, he was no longer convinced that courage was the only explanation.A normal taxi driver could not casually spend two mi

The Three-Headed Dragon did not answer immediately. He simply stood there, staring at Darren.One minute passed. Then another. For more than two minutes, the old man remained completely silent.His sharp eyes never left Darren's face, as though trying to determine whether the young man was serious or simply testing him.Finally, he took a slow step forward.When he spoke again, his voice was barely above a whisper. It was as though he did not even want the night breeze to overhear what he was about to say."I will pretend I did not hear what you just said."Darren remained silent.The Three-Headed Dragon continued quietly. "I am only doing this because of who you are." His eyes narrowed. "You are Derek Hilton's grandson."He paused briefly before adding,"So turn around and leave my house immediately."Darren looked at him for a moment.Then he suddenly chuckled.The old man frowned.Instead of leaving, Darren calmly walked past him toward one of the sun chairs beside the garden.He c

The smile on Justin's face froze for only a split second before the timid expression quickly returned."Kobe?" he repeated with a confused look.Darren nodded."Yes."Justin slowly shook his head."I don't know anyone by that name."Darren carefully studied his face before asking,"You don't?""No." Justin shrugged casually. "I only know the Three-Headed Dragon."Darren tilted his head slightly."That doesn't make any sense."Justin looked puzzled. "What do you mean?""You just told me that you are the Three-Headed Dragon's biggest fan.""I am.""Then how can you not know Kobe?"Justin looked even more confused than before. Frowning slightly, he said with complete confidence, "In No Man's Land, there is no one greater than the Three-Headed Dragon. All those other local drug barons are insignificant compared to him."He shook his head dismissively before adding, "So don't just mention the name of some random crime lord and expect me to know who he is."Darren let out a helpless sigh.

As the young man walked toward the parked taxi, something happened.Something impossible.Just before he reached the vehicle, his body suddenly seemed to peel apart into thousands of tiny fragments. They scattered backward like countless black petals caught in a powerful gust of wind. Then, almost immediately, as he took his very next step, new fragments rushed together from every direction and assembled themselves into another figure.The entire transformation lasted less than five seconds.Yet to Darren...It felt as though time itself had stopped.His pupils shrank violently.His breathing halted.The figure that emerged from those countless fragments no longer resembled the harmless taxi driver.It was another man.A tall man dressed in an all-black coat. A round hat rested on his head, its wide brim hiding the upper half of his face.The moment Darren saw that familiar appearance, every drop of blood drained from his face."Kobe..."His lips moved unconsciously.For the first tim

Meanwhile, on the opposite side of the city, the East Harbor District had already been swallowed by the night.Unlike the lively streets in the city center, East Harbor became eerily quiet after sunset. Most of the warehouses had long closed for the day, while the abandoned ones stood like giant concrete skeletons under the pale moonlight. The salty breeze from the harbor drifted through the empty loading docks, carrying with it the distant sound of waves crashing against rusting cargo ships.Deep inside one of those warehouses, dozens of men stood on guard.They were all armed.Some carried pistols tucked beneath their jackets, while others openly held rifles as they watched every entrance with sharp eyes. Every corner of the warehouse was occupied by one of the Three-Headed Dragon's men.In the middle of the warehouse stood the Three-Headed Dragon himself.The sixty-year-old drug baron was no longer wearing the warm smile he had shown during his birthday celebration earlier that e