Bab 155: Chapter 155: I Don't Like INT; I'm Not a Fan!

Beneath the relentless sun's unrelenting gaze, Shanghai, mainland China, sprawled like a concrete jungle. Amidst the towering skyscrapers, a mysterious figure slithered, effortlessly transitioning from one building's cover to another. 

In the embrace of this hidden shroud, a pair of fiery red eyes pierced the obscurity, their intensity honed on the desolate main road below. 

As a gentle breeze whispered through the concrete canyons, those crimson orbs vanished into the shadows, only to reemerge several kilometers away. 

This time, their focus shifted to the main road, where the distant hum of approaching vehicles blended with the city's distant heartbeat. 

The enigmatic owner of those red eyes, still concealed within the protective cloak of darkness, narrowed their gaze upon the newcomers. 

They meticulously tallied their numbers and assessed their strength before slipping back into the abyss of shadows.