Chapter 290 White Night And Black Dawn

• Obviously, Mr. Cross and his men were not going to let me off easily. The former used his legs to kick a chair, sending it flying towards my back. Before I could raise my hand to push it aside, I heard another gunshot ring, and the chair flew in a different direction instead.
• Everyone was shocked by what had happened. To be able to change the direction of a chair in midair with a bullet required a massive amount of technique and precision. The sniper outside was so skillful that he could bend the bullets to his will.
• As another gunshot erupted, the man who fought me in the police station collapsed onto the ground with blood oozing out of his forehead.