Qing Hu was one of their members, lying in ambush with the "Black Star Sniper Rifle" on the top floor of the building opposite Yingnan Tower.
His sniper scope was fixed on Lu Guangchen and Lu Guanghai.
Even if... even if the bomb failed, the sniper rifle could still remotely take out Lu Guanghai and Lu Guangchen, ensuring foolproof results.
This contingency was Wei Feng and his group's final assurance of being able to sit back and relax in ambush here.
Sunk into the sofa, Wei Feng's brows suddenly knitted tightly.
His bronze arms instantly bulged with muscles, veins writhing like pythons, as if containing the power of a volcano about to erupt.
He really disliked this feeling of things spiraling out of control.
"Hmph, they dare..."
Before he could finish speaking, Wei Feng seemed to catch something, sharply turning his head towards the outside, to the concrete ground shrouded in darkness.
Almost at the same time—
"Vroom—!!"
