Step, step, step, step.
The sound of footsteps colliding with the gravel on the road, the rustling noise clearly conveys tension and pressure, the murderous intent presses closer with each step in the night.
Inexplicably, there's a sense of crisis as if teetering on the edge, making one shiver with fear.
Like an undercurrent, silently encircling Li Wei's Mercedes-Benz, which hadn't completely stopped yet, in an ambush-like action.
Well-trained, decisive in killing.
The rolling killing intent attempts to accurately and sharply cut off Li Wei's breath.
However, at this moment, a burst of cheerful, jubilant cheer breaks the silence.
"Surprise!"
Straight ahead, the shadows hidden around Li Wei and Mahomes' residences all surged out, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, without enough time to take in the whole scene, the view is already filled with figures densely packed, like a flood breaking through the constraints of the night.
Rolling waves of air, rushing in.
