Bang!
The thug known as Big Eye peeked his head out and was shot in the head.
Seeing Big Eye's head explode, the rest of the thugs froze in fear, their hopes of survival vanishing in an instant.
"Everyone, hide properly! Don’t stick your heads out. Those people are sharpshooters. We’re not their match!" one of Thorne's subordinates yelled.
"s**t, call the police! We need the police!" another said, frantically dialing his phone.
But it was too late—the police wouldn’t arrive in time, and the danger was too close.
Thorne let out a pained laugh: “Who would have thought... the enemy’s waiting in the shadows, like a praying mantis waiting for a sparrow. Young Master Reynolds, I’m afraid my men can’t protect you anymore."
"Don’t worry, this is just a minor setback. I’ll figure something o
