A furious roar echoed through Las Vegas, and then a large, dark shadow blotted out the sky, frantically lunging toward the Red Stone Hotel.
"What's happening? What's going on?" Claire's panic-stricken voice echoed through the communicator.
"The plan has failed. Save yourself."
"He won't go for the kill, right… Maybe if we explain to him, apologize…"
"Idiot," Kuangliu snapped, then switched off the communicator. He shattered his room's window and landed in the street below the Red Stone Hotel.
Then, with electricity coursing through his body, Kuangliu sprinted through the narrow alleyways, attempting to lose Wen Yu by using the complicated twists and turns of the streets.
Some people in this world have interesting views. On one hand, they hope others adhere to certain rules, yet they themselves can't resist the temptation to break those rules. This principle, in fact, mirrored what was currently unfolding.
