According to the plan, Liu Haizhu should have already shaken off these pursuers. After all, he is a professional magician; a few small fry should have been easy to lose.
Unfortunately...
No one expected, absolutely no one, that the metaphorical "Dog Nose" often used in insults or compliments, would actually manifest.
There were four pursuers in total, the other three we'll leave aside for now, as the one in the lead had too conspicuous an appearance.
That man had a robust build, with ears that seemed to catch the wind, a slack mouth, and a unique nose that made him seem quite magical, his skin was as dark as coal. His mahjong mask was torn off at some point, and his nose appeared to tremble as if constantly sniffing the surrounding air. Paired with his determined eyes, he clung close behind Liu Haizhu, never giving him a chance to get away.
"Stop fucking chasing me, it wasn't me who started that fire!"
