"Who let you all out? Go back!"
From the distant deck, the angry roar of Mr. Moony echoed.
"Sir?"
The two children turned their faces.
"Go back!"
Mr. Moony shouted in anger again, and the two children dropped the guns in their hands and ran into the hallway.
In the corridor, nearly a hundred armed henchmen had stormed onto the deck one after another, completely surrounding the exit. Countless gun muzzles were aimed at the exit, and two of them even grabbed Night Wind Yan.
To help Ivana stall these guys, Night Wind Yan had paid a hefty price.
After killing dozens of gunmen, he too had been shot.
Night Wind Yan?
Lucas Walker frowned looking at Night Wind Yan outside the door, "What happened?"
"Sorry, I... I didn't tell you!" Ivana opened with an apology from behind him, "He... he is an Interpol undercover agent."
The pupils of Lucas Walker narrowed slightly.
Since Night Wind Yan was undercover, then... the two of them were deceiving him on that gambling ship.
