Taking a deep look at these blonde, blue-eyed foreign mercenaries, Zhu Haomiao turned and left without hesitation, quickly disappearing into the night.
Soon, a torrential downpour accompanied by thunder and lightning enveloped the world. In the intense curtain of rain, even the street light's beam seemed dim. A ghostly shadow bypassed the patrol squad, silently slipped into the villa, and cautiously avoided a few security guards on the first floor.
As he passed the first floor, Zhu Haomiao could vaguely sense the massive strength contained within the muscular security guards. They radiated their energy waves recklessly, like conspicuous torches.
Or perhaps these native transcendent beings haven't learned how to restrain and conceal their energy waves?
But either way, each of these guys' energy emissions was stronger than his own. One-on-one, he might have a good chance, but one-on-many... plus their firearms... if they know how to coordinate...
Emmmm...
