Chapter 767

"How did he get in here?!"

A member of the Mystic Nine Bureau, who was blocking off the 987 Bar, grabbed the collar of the person who had just rushed in and tried to drag him out. The man screamed even more desperately, "I'm not leaving! There are zombies outside, everywhere!"

Holding Nancy close, Chad glanced at the man but could not help stopping in his tracks. The man looked crazed, his face filthy and his clothes in tatters, like a beggar off the street.

Barging into a high-end bar like the 987 Bar, it was already lucky that he had not been beaten up. Moreover, the Mystic Nine Bureau had locked down the place, so there was no way they would have let him in unless that lunatic was someone important.

While Chad was staring at the man, Zayan appeared as well.

"This is Sir Holt's grandson. He was born with autism and often runs around like this in a frenzy."

It was Chad's first hearing that Sir Holt even had a grandson. He had heard that Sir Holt once had three sons, but all thre