10:30 PM.
"Mr. Sato, I just saw Ye Dahe getting into the car under the protection of bodyguards."
"Very good, you guys continue to hold off the Yanhuang Soul people. As soon as Ye Dahe gets home, that's his death day."
"Understood."
Outside the Zunhuang Club, the gunfire had already stopped, followed by a large crowd of unknown people charging around recklessly.
They wanted to break through the security at the club's entrance, but after Ye Dahe's car left, their actions seemed much calmer.
"Take them all down, snipers listen, aim for the left shoulder, try to leave one or two alive." Shen Junjie was commanding at the scene.
He knew something would happen tonight, Ye Xiaofan was really too mysterious, every appearance seemed like a warning to him. Luckily, he had arranged things in advance, otherwise, if these people rushed into the club, he didn't know how many elite police would die.
"Where's Mr. Ye?"
