On the dock, cargo containers piled up like mountains, several giant ships moored above.
The sea breeze brushed by, and in the distance, colossal palm trees swayed with the wind, which howled devilishly as it whipped through them.
Just then, a pink Ferrari sped in like a flame.
However, before they could stop, the towering stack of containers collapsed with a crash.
Wang Hao, alarmed at the sight, kicked open the car door, grabbed Zhao Yuqing, and rolled away towards the distance.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"
Three gleaming Curved Scimitars formed a triangular formation, slashing towards Wang Hao.
Wang Hao hastily grabbed a handful of dirt and sand, hurling it violently at them.
"Ah!" The thug in the center, struck in the eye by the debris, screamed like a pig being slaughtered, stumbling backward while covering his eyes.
"Yuqing, leave the one on the left to you!"
With that, Wang Hao pounced towards the assassin on the right with lightning speed, aiming for the neck.
