At this moment, the place was already a chaotic mess, the sound of gunfire roaring in my ears.
Hell, it wasn't just Eve firing now. A few unexpected guys also pushed open the doors, wearing pajamas, firing wildly, each looking like a menacing fugitive with blood on their hands.
Eve remembered the introduction to this hotel from before. As a place mixed with both good and bad, it wasn't surprising that a few assassins would stay here, right?
These fugitives thought their enemies had found them, and no one could be trusted, thus opening the curtain of a grand battle.
"It's about time, we should go."
Lorenzo came over. The intelligence gathered was already sufficient, and he was sure that Erin wasn't dead. Moreover, a new force had joined this conflict.
Retrieving his Folding Blade from Eve, Lorenzo peeked out the door, a bullet grazing past his scalp, leaving a chill.
"Move aside!"
Eve said, pulling Lorenzo back, then darted out, a bullet taking an enemy's life.
