Chapter 1417
- It felt as though his soul had been ripped from his body, a moment of disorientation, unsure of where to turn, a sensation he had never before experienced, not even when he was thrown from a horse.
- Six black cars came hurtling down the two lanes, the stench of death drawing nearer. Eric Snyder glanced to his right.
- The cars screeched to a halt, and Jiang Xingyu emerged from one of them, his men swiftly encircling the area.