"Boom——!"
The violent shake interrupted the conversation among the people.
A scorching heatwave and a trail of black smoke streaked across the sky.
A tracking missile.
This was the Brotherhood's response to their disruptive actions, and amidst the girl's screams, the shaking hovercar crash-landed on a nearby rooftop.
The Brotherhood's assassins had seemingly calculated the landing site and had heavily guarded the rooftop.
Precise drones hovered outside the vehicle, and within less than half a minute, several armored floating cars bearing the Brotherhood's insignia heavily surrounded the crash site.
Just as people from the Oasis would say, the scope of the Brotherhood had long surpassed that of a mere criminal gang; they were Warlords who could challenge the local regular army.
And now, all of the Brotherhood's actions conveyed one message — you won't leave here alive unless you kill us all today!
"Old Void, do you remember what I told you before I left?"
"Hmm."
