Blood gushed out, instantly dyeing the street red.
The men, who had been so menacing moments before, were all dumbfounded.
They never imagined this young man would be so ruthless, killing someone with his first strike.
So even though every one of them was a hardened, blood-soaked criminal, they were now trembling in fear, cowering and not daring to step forward.
Wu Liangchen, however, acted as if he'd just swatted a mosquito. He didn't even glance at them, instead raising his eyes to a small building on a distant hillside.
Despite the great distance, Wu Liangchen's sharp eyesight allowed him to clearly see a man standing before a third-floor window. A cold smirk touched the corners of his lips.
Of the powerful auras he had sensed moments ago, two were coming from that very building.
In fact, from the moment the group had appeared, Wu Liangchen had sensed someone watching him from inside that building.
Clearly, that must be the one pulling their strings.
