But this sudden killer disguised as a cleaner had truly exceeded the Song Family Guard Team's expectations. Even though they had promptly sealed off every floor, they had still been unable to capture him.
Not only had they failed to catch him, but three floors' worth of guards had already been knocked down along the way.
The surveillance cameras had even lost track of the cleaner... Fortunately, Song Dynasty Hotel had no other guests at the moment. Otherwise, it would probably have caused a commotion.
At that moment.
Inside a janitor's room on some floor, he was frowning as he scrubbed the stains from his body.
No one would have expected him to fail because of something like this.
"Last time, I was sent flying by a car that suddenly drove out. This time, I actually..." He frowned deeply. "If anyone tells me next time that a Dimension Observer is born an orphan with a disastrous fate and an early death, I'll..."
The more he thought about it, the worse he felt. He had actually been covered in a woman's vomit... The stench of fermented alcohol simply would not wash away.
Hmph.
He snorted coldly, casually changed into a new cleaner's uniform, and pushed open the door.
Unexpectedly, a young man stood in the corridor. He wore nothing but a pair of loose trousers, was barefoot and bare-chested... and his eyes contained killing intent.
"Looks like you have a lot of confidence in yourself." He chuckled and slowly stepped out. "The other bodyguards were either fully armed or, at the very least, came in groups."
Song Haoran approached expressionlessly.
The killer cleaner shook his head, then reached out and pulled something free—a black pistol suddenly appeared in his hand... He had probably taken it from one of the Song Family