Outside, the wind was howling, and behind Jia Luo was the huge crater blown open by the explosion.
The violent wind and rain poured in, lashing against Jia Luo's body.
Yin Nuo took off his clothes and draped them over him.
"Ling Chuan! You've got some nerve!" Yin Nuo roared at the man who had appeared out of nowhere, fury in his voice.
With a swish, he pulled out his gun and pointed it at him.
Ling Chuan's lips tilted slightly. "Nerve? You think I've just got 'some' nerve? What are you making such a fuss about?"
Looking at the blown-to-hell surroundings, Ling Chuan sneered. "With that kind of firepower and you two still didn't die, I had to come down and check it myself. What a damn waste of time!"
As he finished, the gun in Ling Chuan's hand snapped toward Jia Luo behind Yin Nuo. "Don't you think so, Chief Jia Luo?"
Jia Luo had just been watching Ling Chuan calmly the whole time, as if he wasn't surprised at all by his arrival.
