Night had fallen deep, yet the shelter remained brightly lit.
Ye Xiu stood on the rooftop, looking down below. Behind him stood ten of the gang's elites, their faces tense.
It was no wonder they were nervous. Not far from them, dozens of fully armed gang members had gathered tightly around an unremarkable little building.
Beneath that building lay the headquarters of a major gang in this district.
As for exactly how many people were stationed inside, they had no idea.
The only thing they could be certain of was that if they were discovered, they would have a hard time getting away today.
"Boss, isn't it a bit rash for just us to carry out an assassination? The gang may be short on manpower right now, but if we really squeeze things, we could still..."
A burly man with a third-tier ability swallowed as he stared at the crowd below.
Ability users were not invincible. Charging headlong into fortifications was something they had only ever heard of top official ability users doing.
But even those ability users standing at the very top wore mechs to make up for their shortcomings.
Right now, they were only wearing bulletproof vests. They could block a few bullets from the front, but could they block bombs too?
"Don't worry. I haven't gone mad enough to make you lead the charge."
Ye Xiu spoke calmly. "Put on your gas masks."
The others let out a breath of relief. Not daring to delay, they hurriedly did as they were told.
They had known it. This man did not look like someone without reason—how could he possibly do something like charging one man against a hundred? As expected, he had a plan...
But in the next moment, they gaped as Ye Xiu leaped straight off the