The night was dark and a gentle breeze swept in through the open window. It was very quiet and only the muffled sound of the television could be heard in the office which was located in a corner of the park.
Everybody fell silent the moment the four of them saw each other.
The young man had a stunned look on his face.
With one glance, he saw the security captain's pale and sickly green face. He also spotted the holster on Zhao Han's waist as the look on his face became conflicted: there were looks of anger, horror, and smugness… When combined together, it turned his relatively normal face into one that looked extremely ruthless.
At that point, even Zhao Han was sure that it had to be him.
However, Yang Yu reacted quickly. He quickly turned around and bolted out through the door.
"Freeze!" Zhao Han furiously shouted as he chased after him.
