Li Huowang studied the young man in the reflective sunglasses.
He had slicked-back hair and wore a leather jacket over a pair of worn-out jeans. His otherwise ordinary face was dotted with a few irregularly-sized black moles.
Li Huowang was certain he had never seen this person before, yet the man felt incredibly familiar.
That feeling made him instinctively blurt out, "Touzi?"
However, the man in the sunglasses didn't respond. Instead, he swiftly pulled three grenades from his jacket with one hand. He bit the pins and, without hesitation, tossed the grenades directly toward Li Huowang and the others. "Off you go!"
This all happened so quickly that almost no one had time to react.
Seeing the grenades flying toward him, Li Huowang gritted his teeth and rushed forward, swinging the stump of his arm fiercely at them.
