The more extreme a life was, the more inner demons it bred.
Everyone had moments when memories surfaced unbidden.
They might be hidden secrets or experiences impossible to forget.
Such things lingered silently in the heart, sometimes until even the person carrying them had nearly forgotten.
But when they surfaced, they came like a tide, impossible to put to rest.
All it might take to stir them was a sound, an object, or a familiar scene.
A strong sense of self and an iron will could rein in wavering thoughts and restore calm.
But faced with something tender buried deep inside, even the strongest person would lose focus for an instant.
And that was enough for Huang Ji to save the officers who would otherwise have died.
The four gunmen were formidable. Each was at least as capable as 'Black Captain', a battle-hardened fighter with remarkable combat skills.
The police were no match for them. If the officers had not surrounded them so suddenly, the four could easily have escaped unharmed.
Without Huang Ji, they could even have killed more than half the officers.
But now all four were dead, and the police had suffered no fatalities!
From beginning to end, all Huang Ji had done was shout at precisely the right moment and throw a balloon.
As Michelle went downstairs, he adjusted the channel on his earpiece and told Khan, "Notify Councilor Matier. Have him pull the police out."
After a brief silence, Khan replied, "Councilor Matier wants you to give up on killing Michael. Michael must remain under full police protection. He says you shouldn't push this too far."
Michelle snorted and called Saya.
A moment later, Saya picked up. "Is it done?"
"..." Michelle's voice was low. "No. Orange Hawk has turned on us. Nick may already