The bright lights were so piercing they made one's eyes ache.
But the sound that erupted, like a massive stone, instantly crashed down upon Chen Bingjiang and Zheng Youcai's hearts.
Struggling to open their eyes, they finally made out who the figures on the truck were.
Zhang Ye.
It was indeed him!
But how come he wasn't in the villa?
There were a few other figures on the truck, one of them especially familiar—it was Ai Bing, whom they had met in the shopping mall before.
The woman was looking at them with an icy and disgusted expression.
Then there was a series of thumping sounds as more than a dozen tall figures, each with a shield and a steel helmet, poured out of the truck's cargo space.
They were the very same team of bodyguards who had accompanied Zhang Ye to the shopping mall that day, and now almost all of them were here.
The people who were converging from all around were dressed in various clothes.
Bloodstains were everywhere.
