He shivered, tightening his thin coat as he walked down the bitterly cold road. The distance from the intersection to the KTV was several dozen meters, and the short, dark-skinned Xiao Hei continually blew his nose as he walked. His face bore the solemn, tragic air of a hero marching to his doom.
My fate is sealed!
But he didn't care. So what if he was completely exposed by the surveillance cameras? So what if he was put on a wanted list? It just meant he'd have to go on the run, maybe even skip the country to lay low for a while. That was nothing!
But he was mistaken. They all were. Money was certainly appealing, but was an ordinary girl truly worth a million? Would someone really put up a million-dollar reward for them to kidnap her?
