The sound of a rifle bolt being pulled back was not just once, but five or six times.
Ren He's nerves were already on edge, and the sudden occurrence of such sounds was like someone fiercely tightening the strings inside his heart!
Was it aimed at himself, or at the neighbor next door? Having such a neighbor, that's the downside...
The CIA is legendary for its vast capabilities, and although he had never exposed anything, the problem was, he couldn't be sure whether someone had discovered him before he acquired Master Level Investigative Skills, and he had failed to notice them.
He couldn't peek out through the peephole in the room—if it was really aimed at him, and the other party decided to spray the suite's door with bullets, then he would be absolutely finished.
The suite was quite costly, but the problem was that the door did not come with bulletproof service!
No matter whom it was aimed at, at this moment, he had to be prepared.
