Hearing his voice, the shadow ahead quickened its pace.
Ye Jiuliang's mouth twitched, was there a hole in that boy's brain?
Randomly recognizing relatives all over the street, that wasn't normal.
"Sister..." The boy jogged after her, almost bumping into someone.
He hastily stopped his steps, reached out to steady himself against the wall, avoiding an embarrassing fall.
Around the corner, a group of tall, burly men blocked the narrow alley entrance, cutting off his escape.
In the darkness, the group's fierce and wicked eyes glinted with ruthlessness.
Under the moonlight, upon closer inspection, it was indeed the same group that had been scorned by the boy in the pharmacy just earlier.
This was clearly a showdown for a later date.
"You've got some nerve, kid. Today I'll show you who's really sticking their nose where it doesn't belong," the rugged-looking man growled fiercely, the knife scar on his forehead making him look all the more vicious.
