The police officers who had been lying flat on the floor in front of the regular seating area started to scramble to their feet. They dusted off their uniforms, looking around with faces flushed with shame.It had been minutes since the gunshot. No further shots had rung out. In fact, most of the terrified guests had already fled the area.It was safe to say the Sniper was gone.Underneath a row of overturned metal chairs, Officer Tiffany was struggling to crawl out. Her shirt was torn, and her hair was a mess. She was stuck.Suddenly, a hand stretched out to her from above.“Grab on,” a calm voice said.Without hesitation, Tiffany gripped the hand and was pulled effortlessly to her feet.“Thank you, I—”She looked up.The moment she saw the face of her savior, her expression twisted instantly from gratitude into a mask of pure madness.It was Elijah Langston.“You!” Tiffany cursed, her eyes bulging. She almost lunged forward to grab him by the collar.Elijah stood there casually, his

Chief Sophia Scott was visibly shaken. Her hands trembled as she looked at the boy standing in the center of the slaughterhouse that had once been a conference room.“Kid… what are you talking about?” she stammered, her voice barely a whisper. “What are you doing here?”How could a kid be responsible for this?Her eyes wandered around the room frantically. She saw the shattered riot shields. She saw the elite officers—men twice this boy’s size, lying in pools of their own blood.But he was the only one standing there. He was the one holding the blood-stained sword.Was she seeing things? Was this a nightmare?Silent Shadow stopped abruptly. He tilted his head, his innocent demeanour vanishing in an instant.He glared at her. It wasn’t the look of a teenager. It was the look of a predator staring at prey. It was quite murderous and filled with a suffocating killing Intent.“Miss, didn’t you hear me just now?” He sounded genuinely annoyed, like a student correcting a slow teacher.“I’m

Her eyes were wide open, staring at the fluorescent lights. She was still alive, but her breathing was ragged and shallow. Several ribs were broken and her arms were fractured. Internal organs were bleeding.The Kid was right. Back at the dojo, every new student had to cultivate and perfect their external body durability before being selected by a Master. That base foundation was the only reason her organs hadn’t exploded upon impact.With the little strength left in her, she forced herself forward. She dug her fingers into the bloody floor, dragging her body. She left a long, crimson trail behind her.Silent Shadow didn’t pursue immediately.He walked over to where his sword had fallen. He picked it up, wiping the blood on his pant leg.He approached slowly, his footsteps silent, like a predator toying with injured prey.“Don’t be sad, Ma’am,” he said, sounding mockingly concerned. “We from the Whispering Shadow Alliance are mountains compared to the ordinary garbage practitioners in

Sophia looked directly at Iron Skull. Her eyes widened, her mind running wild with fear.“I know you…” she wheezed, blood trickling from her lips. “You’re with the Ainsworth.”Iron Skull simply scoffed. He took heavy steps toward her, cracking his neck left and right.Crack! Crack!“It doesn’t matter anymore. It’s time for you to forget forever.”He stooped into a low posture, positioning his gleaming bald head in her direct line of sight like a battering ram.“If you don’t know, I’ve cultivated the strength of my skull to grind people into meat paste at full speed. You should feel honored to die by the hardest object currently in Brooklyn Heights.”Iron Skull grinned evilly.Stomp!He prepared to launch himself like a cannonball.Buzz! Buzz!Suddenly, a loud buzzing noise erupted from his pocket.Iron Skull halted mid-charge. He gritted his teeth in annoyance. Who dared interrupt a kill?He angrily pulled out the device, and expression changed instantly.The caller ID displayed: ‘Man

“Are you not in the Health Department in—” Sophia started to argue, then halted.Her eyes widened as she realized she had spilled something she shouldn’t have.Elijah looked at her with an amused glint in his eyes. “Health Department?” he repeated.So, she had investigated his background at the Medical Center. She knew exactly which department “Julius Black” was registered in.‘Is she keeping tabs on me,’ he mused.At that moment, hurried, heavy footsteps echoed from the side of the building and they both turned.It was a group of armed officers, and leading them, with a face full of fury, was Officer Tiffany.“You!” Tiffany screamed the moment she saw him. “Get down on your knees right now! You're under arrest!” She rushed out with her team, her service pistol drawn and aimed directly at Elijah’s head.“Tiff, what are you doing?!” Sophia cried out, trying to push herself up.“Chief! Don’t worry! He can’t run now!” Tiffany shouted, her finger hovering over the trigger. “He’s the culp