Hearing the alarm, the man flipping through things in the underground room shivered, sensing something bad.
Could it be that those above have found him out?
He quickly closed what he was holding, then hurriedly hid it well, left the underground room with a stern face.
Claire Green had just arrived at the convenience store when five men in black suddenly appeared, glaring at her fiercely.
Suddenly.
A soft laugh came from under the girl's mask, but her eyes were already icy cold.
"Buy a pack of cigarettes."
Her voice was lazy yet seemed especially eerie in the night.
Upon hearing this.
One of the men snorted disdainfully, "Buying cigarettes has nothing to do with hitting my brother, just get lost."
The girl lowered her eyes and pinched her wrist, then looked up, and the terrifying coldness in her gaze startled the group of men.
Before they could react, they heard her cold voice again.
"Move aside."
It was just two words, but they heard a bloodthirsty message within.
