The newcomers were, of course, Krait, with a grenade stuffed in his mouth, and Chen Yang, who had come to close the net.
STOMP. STOMP. STOMP.
Krait walked in front with Chen Yang behind him as they entered the room. Everyone else shot to their feet, their faces frozen in horror as they stared intently at Chen Yang. This was especially true for Fan Changtian.
He had a strange sort of confidence in Krait. In his view, there was hardly anyone in the world Krait couldn't kill. A mere Sixth Grade Martial General should have been no exception.
And yet…
Not only had Krait failed to kill his target, but he had been captured alive and brought here!
Since they had dispatched Krait, they hadn't brought any other bodyguards. In that instant, they felt as if they had been plunged into an icy abyss.
Yuan Tianlong stared intently at Chen Yang, focusing on his eyes.
Chen Yang scanned the room, leisurely lit a cigarette, and said coolly, "Is everyone here?"
