(Congratulations to the new helmsman "Huang Ji Yi"! This chapter combines two into one big chapter.)
The young waiter's eyes were filled with disbelief.
However, the shock was forever frozen on his face at this scene.
No one saw when the huge figure's left hand appeared in front of the waiter's neck.
The hand, gleaming with a metallic chill, grasped the waiter's neck.
As the waiter still wore a look of astonishment, the left hand gently exerted force.
A cracking sound, the breaking of the windpipe, resounded.
The light in the waiter's eyes gradually dimmed, and his body instantly slackened.
"How foolish, how could I possibly be one of your low-level assassins?"
A faint voice emanated from behind the mask, as if merely lifting a hand was an insignificant matter.
Casually throwing the waiter to the ground, the massive figure took steps forward.
The rhythmic sound of footsteps echoed in the dark corridor, and the figure gradually disappeared.
