Chapter 688

The tires of the bikes had long since burst on the rough mountain roads, and the metal rims were deformed. Who knew how far they had walked or what was in those bags, but whatever it was, it was certainly heavy.

"Let’s load up," one of the men instructed.

These people were clearly tense, and after glancing at Timothy and Brutus, they said nothing more, simply directing them to load the large travel bags into the truck.

"Tim, Brutus, why are you standing there? Hurry up and help!" Vinny urged as he saw Timothy and Brutus frozen in place. Then, the group began loading the truck together.

"Be careful. The stuff in these bags is fragile. If it breaks, it’ll be worthless," one man in his thirties cautioned Timothy and Brutus while they were loading the truck.

His accent was unmistakably from Lutetia City, and this discovery made Brutus even more puzzled.

Although people from all over the northeast speak what’s generally co