Sitting on the flowerbed by the roadside, Ye Yun extinguished the cigarette in his hand and tossed it into a nearby trash can. He then took a slight breath before standing up again, and taking out a new pack of cigarettes from his pocket, he shook it lightly.
No new cigarettes came out; the pack was already empty.
After a brief pause, he stuffed the cigarette pack back into his pocket and reached for the blood-stained longsword beside him.
Bang bang bang—
At this moment, hurried footsteps approached from afar, and a face full of excitement appeared in Ye Yun's field of view. "Boss, all the sacrifice rituals have completely stopped. We've also controlled those conducting the rituals, and the mutations in the streets have come to a halt as well."
Upon hearing these words, Ye Yun was slightly taken aback. Then, as if realizing something, he looked up at the clear sky above him.
——
Vehicles with blaring sirens sped through the streets.
