The commotion grew louder and louder.
The remaining professionals sprang into action.
"Stop!"
"Surround them!"
"How dare you hurt someone here? Take them down!"
The crowd shouted.
The two assassins exchanged glances, then looked at Shen Ye.
He had already climbed up a tall tree and was ready to leap to another tree at any moment.
"Kid, do you not have the guts to fight us head-on?"
One of the assassins asked coldly.
Clinging to the tree and overlooking the two men below, Shen Ye shouted loudly:
"I am a model citizen! My dream is to host my own concert. Who wants to risk their life fighting with you?"
The two assassins didn't have time to argue with him and turned to escape beyond the compound wall.
Fighting their way through, they finally jumped over the wall and, under pursuit, disappeared into the depths of the night shadow.
Squatting atop the tree, Shen Ye carefully replayed the battle sequence in his mind.
Good.
