Under the mask, Wang Ye revealed a cold smile.
With the perspective of the Golden Eagle, he naturally noticed the sniper holding a rifle on the rooftop long ago.
With his hearing, he could also clearly hear the conversation between Daniel and the sniper.
So he knew perfectly well what Daniel intended to do next. Yet, his heart neither felt cautious nor apprehensive because Daniel's actions were perfectly within his expectations.
Everything Wang Ye did earlier,
was to guide Daniel into taking this next step.
This would allow him to shed suspicion, like a cicada sloughing its skin.
He stopped, slowly merging into the darkness.
Due to the countless stray bullets from the battle earlier, the car's headlights were destroyed.
Now, the district was dimly lit, and one had to squint to barely see silhouettes.
