162 Help From an Awesome Uncle, and Field Investigation

Luke's strength was now 32, which was six times higher than that of a regular person. It couldn't be any easier for him to push people aside.

This significantly reduced the pressure on the security guards.

Luke didn't use many tricks. He simply stuffed the people who surged forward into the gaps in the crowd, like stuffing stones into the cracks of a dam.

It certainly couldn't stop the dam from collapsing, but it could delay the flood.

Luke moved fast. The fans that he pushed back were squeezed on all sides by the crowd and couldn't move anymore, which in turn limited the actions of the people around them.

The security team was able to speed up. They rushed into the exit passageway ten seconds later.

The light was dim. There was a middle-aged, unprepossessing-looking white man next to Luke.

But Luke knew that the man wasn't simple.