Chapter 196 Humans Are Unpredictable

• Rayhan shuddered, hastily rushing to the third floor. There, he saw the old man desperately rubbing his face in the mirror, unable to erase the red handprint on his cheek.
• The two middle-aged men were sprawled on the ground, their abdomen wracked with unbearable pain. They were in the midst of calling for a doctor.
• The older man glared at Rayhan, his anger palpable. “Didn't you promise there wouldn't be any trouble? What the hell happened?”