Returning to the third floor, Ye Xiong found the entire hall filled with people, not one had left.
At the entrance, four criminals stood armed with guns, diligently guarding the spot.
It seemed these criminals had not received Kassoff's orders and dared not leave, nor did they retreat, faithfully standing watch at the door.
Indeed, they lived up to being trained soldiers, incomparable to a ragtag bunch.
Ye Xiong felt a headache coming on. In ordinary times, dealing with these four criminals would have been an easy task, but after his recent transformation, his strength was still in the recovery phase. Now feeling weak all over, let alone fighting, even walking was difficult.
Was he really to be like a tiger fallen on level ground and be bullied by dogs?
Ye Xiong's brow furrowed, and an idea formed in his mind.
His body wouldn't recover in a short time, so he had to take a gamble.
