Huang Tian smiled.
He lowered the brim of his hat and walked forward.
Outside the airport, a man and a woman were excitedly discussing the wonderful life they would have after receiving the bounty.
"Hehe, one trillion, if I had that money, I'd buy an island and live comfortably for the rest of my life!"
"What kind of dream is that? With one trillion, I'd just live in luxury every day!"
Suddenly, their voices abruptly stopped.
In their final moments, all they saw was a man wearing a gentleman's hat, with the brim pulled low.
They didn't even know how he made his move.
They just felt a pain in their bodies, and then their consciousness gradually blurred.
"Next!"
Huang Tian melted into the crowd, beginning another hunt.
In Europe, a group of people was frantically fleeing.
Their eyes showed extreme terror as if they had seen a ghost.
Behind them, a figure approached swiftly, painted with a clown's face and smiling terrifyingly.
