It's the weekend today, and Xiao Tianyu has his hands in his pockets with nothing to do. As for last night's event, as far as he's concerned, he feels no guilt; he only killed who deserved to be killed, so why would he feel guilty?
Moreover, to reach his current status, how much blood does he have on his hands?
Which strong person hasn't risen amidst mountains of corpses and rivers of blood? Naturally, Xiao Tianyu is no exception.
As the saying goes, 'One general's success is built on thousands of bones,' and even becoming a 'general' is out of his reach.
At this moment, as Xiao Tianyu was walking alone past the Celestial Capital First Bank, a white sports car suddenly sped toward him, causing him to freeze in surprise. Murder in broad daylight?
