Someone else swooped down from mid-air.
The assassins thought another companion was taking the chance to attack, so they made way; Liu Chen also thought the same, and immediately prepared to counterattack.
But the person who flew down plopped straight onto the ground!
A mistake?!
The assassins were startled, Liu Chen was astonished.
Clearly not! Blood gradually seeped out from underneath the person, who had already died by the time they plunged down! To put it accurately, someone had killed him and then thrown him down!
Was it interference from a third party? Or an internal feud among the assassins?
The eyes of the assassins began to flicker, they spaced out from each other, but the tacit understanding remained, continuously keeping Liu Chen surrounded.
Everyone involuntarily glanced toward the place where the body had dropped—a central platform on a tall tower.
"Hahaha…"
Accompanied by hearty laughter, a short, stocky man appeared on the platform.
