"Were you looking for me?" A cold voice echoed at the top of the building.
Whoosh!
The man clad in a black body suit hardly hesitated as he rolled on the ground, then promptly flipped over the edge of the high building.
But his actions were still too slow.
Just as the man was falling down, a large hand suddenly reached out, grabbed his neck, and with a strong pull, lifted him up completely.
"What's the hurry? Didn't you just enjoy firing your shots?" The voice, heavy with a chilling tone, sounded again.
The man's neck was tightly clenched as he gasped for air, his gaze fixed on the figure before him.
By the faint moonlight.
It was visible that the figure was tall, dressed in a neat suit which displayed a sharp and dashing appearance.
Only, there seemed to be a slight red blood stain on his white shirt underneath, tainting the otherwise clean image.
"You, you... huh..." The captured man's eyes widened in terror, displaying disbelief as he looked at the figure before him.
