"DOMINIC ZHU! You're going to die tonight, I swear! HAHAHA!"
Silas's voice echoed along with the continuous rounds of bullets lighting up the event hall. His wicked laughter harmonized with the loud grunts and thud along with the other noises. Smokes from the guns polluted the air, mixing along with the scent of blood and death.
"You know you don't have to protect me." Wolf turned his head to the man standing beside him, hiding behind the pillar with him. "I'm almost at the point of feeling insulted, Mr. Zhu."
Dominic huffed as he cast the old foreigner a quick look. "I still need to make sure you're okay, chief. I apologize if my gestures came across the wrong way."
"Hah." Wolf let out a shallow breath, gazing to the side where he caught a dead person lying lifelessly on the floor. "You should make sure your grandma is fine. I don't need another hero tonight, Mr. Zhu."
"My grandma will be fine."
