Chang Yu stood on the edge of the high tower, his flesh-and-blood body swaying back and forth in the strong wind as if it would fall at any moment.
The cigarette butt between his fingers scattered drifting white ashes, red sparks falling haphazardly onto the ground.
"Bang!"
The fully armed officers burst through the locked iron door, and upon witnessing the cigarette in Chang Yu's hand, they grew furious and didn't hesitate to shoot large armored bullets at him. The round bullets struck the arm armor with a feeble ding.
Chang Yu was slightly pushed back by the force of the bullets, then the greaves on his feet launched three sharp claws that hooked onto the smooth wall. With a loud bang, a cloud of steam burst from beneath his feet, and he leapt up high with the momentum.
"Open fire."
