John looked through the shattered glass window, hearing a rhythmic and strange vibration by his ear—something seemed to be rapidly climbing along the building's outer wall.
A few pieces of mosaic flashed in the darkness.
Long Chuan shouted in rage, pushing his prosthetic body to its limits, bursting with terrifying power to break free from the chain restraints.
He resisted the electricity and neurotoxins, swinging his fists purely on willpower.
Bam—
A heavy collision sound came from the air.
Beneath Long Chuan's fist, a flickering electronic camouflage appeared, and under the cloak was clearly a fully armed "Chuan."
The Raqi Group's assassination squad.
Their equipment and configuration were more advanced, completely different from the first batch, with a mission target seemingly aimed at Long Chuan and the bomb in his hand.
Eden City could dispatch two waves of "Chuan" in one night…
It could only be Haruhiko Raqi.
