The scene before him made Takar want to die.
No, he absolutely did not want to die... but given the current situation, there was a very real chance he would be suffocated to death here as an innocent bystander.
Takar knew Wang Yong: an Extraordinary Species painstakingly cultivated by certain people, nominally under LCRF, and apparently their only one.
The man was quite young, barely over thirty. Though he had repeatedly drawn criticism over matters such as his independent personhood and ownership of his body, an Extraordinary Species was still an Extraordinary Species. It was not for Takar to comment on.
If Wang Yong truly lost his temper and could do nothing to the person he wanted to confront, then whoever stood in his way would be the unlucky one he took it out on.
Wang Yong's complexion had always been strange. Now, it looked even worse.
Takar wanted to hide himself, but even in a suite full of burly men, his build was still the most conspicuous. The thought could only remain a fantasy.
Fortunately, seeing the defensive line breached for no apparent reason, Instructor Wang Yong froze for a moment. Too lazy to look at Takar or Bai Xinyan, he swiftly turned and rushed into the bedroom.
In any case, those two would not make any further moves.
Indeed, Takar and Bai Xinyan were both exceedingly well-behaved. They stood honestly where they were, exchanging glances with the Black Suits in the room and offering mutual greetings.
At that moment, Ronan had just finished sweeping his gaze over the Blood Providers filling the bedroom, the Catheter Network, the blood transfusion recipient, and the related hubs and extraction equipment.
He did not linger anywhere in particular before finally turning to Tu Ge's face. "Two or three Extraordinary Species running around