SWOOSH!
Fang Han's figure moved like a lightning bolt, hot on the heels of the wretched black shadow fleeing before him. The distance between them was rapidly closing.
BANG—
Seeing that he couldn't shake his pursuer, a vicious glint flashed in the fleeing Huang Kui's eyes. He viciously kicked a pile of bamboo crates stacked by the side of the alley.
With a CRASH, the crates overturned. Their contents spilled out like a torrent, instantly blocking the already narrow passage.
Fang Han's advance faltered for a moment. With a series of quick flicks, his longsword batted away the flying debris.
Though he was delayed for only an instant, by the time he looked up again, the black shadow had used the opportunity to take several quick steps. Like a night crow, he vanished into the deeper shadows of the alley, disappearing completely.
'He got away.'
