Seeing the proposal for peace being rebuffed, the terror in Ghost Fox's eyes magnified again.
He frantically scanned his surroundings; all the assassins he brought with him had already turned into incomplete chunks of flesh scattered everywhere.
Only he was left, trapped in this storm, isolated and helpless.
Fatty Hu and Ah Fei flanked him on either side, killing intent radiating from them, completely cutting off all his escape routes.
Ghost Fox staggered two steps back, his spine hitting hard against the half-collapsed brick wall, leaving him with no way out.
Seeing no hope of survival, the veins on his forehead bulged, his once refined face completely twisted, and he roared sharply:
"Don't push me! I am the base leader of the Black Shark Organization in Xia Country. If I die here tonight, your Illuminati won't be able to withstand our leader's wrath! By then..."
"Pff."
Fatty Hu grinned, letting out a loud mock laugh.
