Chapter 537

• The man wearing a hood didn't linger outside for long. It was unclear who initiated the first shot, but suddenly, gunfire erupted, and the two sides found themselves in a fierce battle.
• Inside the room, one of the men cursed loudly and dashed out, while the middle-aged man grabbed a machine gun from behind a cement bag, a cigarette dangling from his mouth. Before departing, he cast a glance at Winnie Thompson.
• Winnie Thompson's blood ran cold for a moment, her face paling as she retreated.