Hospital.
The middle-aged man Xiaodao had hunted slowly opened his eyes.
In the pure white private ward, the monitors beeped incessantly.
Professional habit made him instinctively survey his surroundings.
A woman in a white fur overcoat sat with her legs crossed.
Even the battle-hardened man could not help stealing a few extra looks at her long, snowy-white legs.
"Keep looking and I'll gouge your eyes out."
A pleasant but utterly cold voice rang out.
The middle-aged man withdrew his gaze and glanced guiltily at the woman.
An exquisite face, an air of indifference to everything.
Two men in black stood behind her, giving her the bearing of a queen.
"You are..."
The middle-aged man asked hoarsely, "Where am I?"
"The hospital. Now I ask, you answer."
With that, Xiao Yuan picked up the syringe beside the bed with interest.
"This contains the blood of the Transformed. If I don't hear the answers I want, you'll become one of them."
The Middle-Aged Man had seen his share of the world.
One look into the woman's eyes was enough to confirm that she was not lying.
This woman really would dare to kill him.
"Name."
"Kui Xing."
"What do you do?"
"I came to Ice Prefecture for a little business."
Thud!
The next instant.
Xiao Yuan plunged the needle straight into his thigh.
A gentle push on the plunger was all it would take to turn him into a Transformed.
"Do you know how much trouble you've caused? We mobilized thousands of gunmen to clean up your mess... a little business?"
Xiao Yuan sneered and slowly pressed down with her thumb.
The Transformed blood was about to be injected.
The Middle-Aged Man broke out in a cold sweat.
"Three..."
"Two..."
"One..."
"Don't!"
Still intent on revenge, the Middle-Aged Man hurriedly interrupted.
"Don't...