His movements were swift, disappearing in the blink of an eye, while the sound outside was just beginning to be heard.
Su Han and the others were extremely cautious, hiding their presence, their footsteps barely audible, such that ordinary people would find it hard to notice. But when they entered the Assassin Organization's branch, they saw no one.
Not to mention Senluo, there wasn't a single assassin; this place was completely empty.
Su Han could sense that there were people here not too long ago, but now, it was vacant, devoid of a single soul.
"Damn, he managed to escape," Black Ghost gritted his teeth, somewhat resentful.
This pursuit was supposed to capture that bastard Senluo.
"He's really cunning, meticulous in thought and perception, not like just an ordinary expert." Iron Cannon frowned, looking at Su Han, "Mr. Su, I feel he seems familiar, as if I've seen him before, but..."
But he had indeed never seen Senluo, even the name was only recently known.
