In response to the gunshot, bullets flew toward Mirai like arrows loosed from a bow—just as the sniper thought he had won.
A red trail suddenly appeared in the night sky, like a bloody meteor streaking across the heavens.
In an instant, a bullet punched straight through the wall of the private room. The speeding round did not stop, directly snapping off the back leg of Mo Ran's chair.
Mirai suddenly felt the support beneath him vanish, and he toppled backward.
At the same time, an overbearing bullet shattered the huge floor-to-ceiling window, grazed Mo Ran's forehead, and shot straight into the floor.
A sniper.
Mirai finally understood that the intelligence had missed something... It seemed today's battle was destined to be a hard one!
The moment the gunfire erupted, the room descended into chaos.
The man in the suit immediately escorted Zhong Fabai toward the door. Several bodyguards in the room seemed as though they had rehearsed it countless times, drawing their guns and opening fire.
Fortunately, when the chair leg broke, Mo Ran fell backward, rolled across the ground, and jumped out through the shattered window.
At the same time, 1 reacted quickly, kicking up the table with one foot to block the bodyguards' view before running out the window.
For every policy, there was a countermeasure.
Lone Wolf apparently knew Mirai would jump out the window. Mercenaries hidden in the shadows between the two floors began clamoring to kill him.
Bang!
A flash of blue light streaked past, and a blue ice spike shot the mercenary charging straight at them into a transparent ice sculpture.
Everyone stopped in surprise and looked ahead, only to see a woman in a padded coat standing on the other side of the swimming pool, watching them with a grave expression.
"There