Chapitre 93: Chapter 93: 93

Meanwhile, in the heart of Kuala Lumpur, Ghost raced through the bustling streets, desperately trying to evade his pursuers, the police.

"Stop right there!" one of the officers yelled as the others blew their whistles.

Ghost could see them out of the corner of his eye, but they were too far behind to catch him. He made a sharp turn down an alleyway, then another, hoping to lose them. But he had underestimated his adversaries' tracking skills. He was halfway down the alley when a group of police officers cornered him, blocking his escape.

Ghost clicked his tongue in frustration as he turned around. To his surprise, he saw another officer standing at the end of the alley, his rifle trained on him.

"Give it up!" the officer ordered angrily. "Put your hands where we can see them."

Ghost tried to remain calm, but his heart pounded in his chest. This was bad, really bad. He was going to get caught at this rate.