At this moment, the psychological states of the two were different. All in all, Chen Yang was growing more interested while Firefox, the woman, was secretly shocked and on guard.
"Luke, go get Weir and Morita..."
Firefox did not dare to let her guard down, closely watching Chen Yang, wary of any hostile moves from him.
"Okay..."
The man was not a fool and naturally understood the current situation. The chill ran down his spine as he quickly signaled Black Silver with his eyes to run inside the door.
"Bang!"
Like a missile suddenly hitting the ground, the air, usually unnoticeable, seemed to solidify in that snap of a moment. It was then shattered like a cloud of white fog.
The chaotic airwaves surged everywhere. The step that the man had made could not steady itself.
The hand on his shoulder felt like the scythe of death, causing beads of sweat to trickle down his forehead, still, he dared not move.
"Why all the fuss? Wouldn't it be better for us to go in together?"
