Chapter 110 Instant Karma

• Zip! Something ripped into Connor’s leg. He staggered back and leaned on one of his goons to stay upright. Howling in pain, he picked at the object lodged in his thigh. Surprisingly, it was a paper plane.
• “What the-? How the-?” Connor stammered in confusion. How could a simple paper plane injure him? What was going on?
• ”Boss! That guy threw the paper thing at you!” one of his goons snapped, pointing toward the building entrance.