Stepping out from the back alley of the bar, Pei Jinye exhaled lightly.
The scents inside the bar were too murky... a mix of smoke, alcohol, perfume, and air fresher overwhelmed him, especially since his perception had been enhanced.
As he left the alley, the ground was already slightly damp.
The light drizzle that fell on Pei Jinye's mask did not provoke the urge to dodge as a downpour would.
He moved forward for a moment.
Suddenly, Pei Jinye reached out to lower the brim of his hat.
After stepping into a shadow on the side, his entire figure vanished abruptly.
Three seconds later, two hurried figures chased after him.
"Where is he?"
"He was just here a second ago."
"He—"
The next second, "Bang!"
The first black-clad man to arrive got hit by a heavy punch on the left cheek, sending him flying backwards and crashing into the wall at the alley's entrance, his fate unknown.
