Rumble!
On a rainy night, dark clouds covered the sky, and a deafening thunder exploded.
Just seconds before the thunder struck, several bolts of lightning had already descended, briefly illuminating the pitch-black night sky with their blinding light.
In that moment of the earth's pale illumination by the lightning, Wang Longhu could discern the surroundings of his grandmother's home.
As the scene came into view, Wang Longhu couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, his gaze becoming extremely serious and filled with murderous intent.
All around, in those long-abandoned old houses, stood many figures holding sharp weapons, all of their eyes fixed on the direction of Wang Longhu's grandmother's house, their intent all too clear at a glance.
On the muddy path overgrown with weeds between the houses, figures wearing masks were sprinting towards them, all wielding weapons that glinted coldly.
The visitors harbored ill intentions, an ambush awaited on all sides!
