Meanwhile, Zhang Xiaohua walked slowly into the dim alley nearby, looking left and right, just like a young man sneaking a pee.
However, when he reached the dark area, he twisted his body as usual, and suddenly disappeared, as if no one had ever been in the quiet alley.
After Zhang Xiaohua's figure appeared in another place, he didn't hesitate, and in a single floating step, he landed on the rooftop and rushed forward without touching the ground. Well, indeed, he was not touching the ground, but the rooftops.
