At that moment, the martial artist on the rooftop sank his body and used his weight to crush all the tiles around the opening. When the tiles and roof beams could no longer bear his weight, they collapsed.
The martial artist fell into the warehouse along with the shattered tiles.
A Houtian Layer Two martial artist was also a superhuman.
Amid a crash, he fell from the rooftop yet landed steadily on his feet. He looked just like a master descending from the heavens, his entrance utterly badass.
Wang Ling and Li Jun were both dumbfounded by this turn of events. One had been preparing to send someone to receive lunchbox, while the other had been nervously shouting and begging for mercy. Yet they were both startled by this sudden intruder. Their mouths hung open as they stared at the person who had appeared in the warehouse, completely bewildered.
How had this person appeared here in such a manner? Who was he? What did he want? Why had he come down from the rooftop in the middle of the night?
Could the rooftop have fallen apart from disrepair? But this person clearly did not look as if he had fallen in. It felt more like he had broken in.
There was clearly a door, so why had he come in through the rooftop?
As Wang Ling looked at him, her heart turned ice-cold, as if she had fallen into an ice pit in the dead of winter, chilled from head to toe.
Li Jun alone had already left her utterly helpless. She had been on the verge of having a blade strike her body and being sent off to the afterlife. Now another fellow had suddenly appeared, as if he had dropped from the sky. Could he also be here