Bullet storms, mountains of blades and seas of fire.
However, none of this could hurt Li Wei, moving effortlessly like a breeze through myriad flowers, untouched by a single leaf, like a massive middle finger, raised high.
Contempt. Disdain. Disregard.
That demeanor, looking down from above, as if the sea of people around were merely a swarm of ants.
This attitude finally thoroughly angered the residents of Foxborough.
In anger, breaking through reason, climbing over barriers, a figure burst through obstacles, recklessly charging straight toward Li Wei.
With the posture of a raging bull, eyes blood-red and wild.
Standing in front of the barrier, the security team instinctively tried to stop the bull, but merely took two formal steps forward, knees buckling, stumbling twice, seeming utterly unable to keep up, then howling powerlessly.
"Stop!"
"Hey, stop!"
