Luo He stared at the buildings in the distance, worry flickering across his brow. He turned to Officer Wu. "Something doesn't seem right. These people shouldn't be this careless."
He had fought Snake Woman and Sand Ghost and knew what these killers were capable of. Even No. 13 had made it clear that there were more killers here on their level—or even stronger.
"Something is definitely off," the burly man from the Xia Family rumbled. "It's far too lax here. We haven't found any concealed sentries along the way, either. This isn't their usual style."
Luo He glanced up at the sky. "We shouldn't wait until nightfall. I'll sneak in first in half an hour." He looked at Fu Fu, his tone commanding. "You stay here and keep Officer Wu and the others safe."
"I'm going with you!" Fu Fu protested.
"Mr. Luo, hold on a moment." The voice carried a hint of displeasure. It came from the elderly man surnamed Huang, who was still deeply resentful after being rebuked earlier. But the Crimson reputation preceded itself, and he didn't dare speak too harshly. "How about this? I'll take some people with me. We can watch each other's backs."
"We don't know what's inside. I'm afraid I won't have the time to look after you," Luo He said bluntly. He meant no disrespect; he was simply stating the facts.
Huang's face twisted with anger, but Luo He wasn't paying him any attention. The only one who bothered to look at him was Fu Fu. Her expression was icy as she reached behind herself and gripped the exposed handle of the giant saw.
The old man hadn't even done anything, yet a chill washed over him. He swallowed the nasty words he'd been about to spit out.
As if preparing for