Just as Yang Xiao was enjoying a late-night snack with the 'beauty', his ears suddenly perked up.
Someone was outside, walking in perfect synchrony, clearly professionally trained, even their breathing was in unison.
A knock on the door sounded.
Yang Xiao put down his chopsticks and raised his glass to the 'beauty':
"Looks like we have new guests."
Yang Xiao drank a glass of red wine and walked to the door.
Who could it be?
Sheriff?
Or Military Officer?
It doesn't matter.
Yang Xiao opened the door.
He looked ahead in astonishment.
It wasn't a sheriff, nor a military officer, but a group of weird people.
They were wearing white protective suits, goggles, masks, and rain boots.
Each of these people exuded a cold aura.
Yang Xiao frowned.
It looks like it's time to flee, these people are obviously from some Extraordinary Organization.
He alone certainly couldn't deal with them.
The weird people ignored Yang Xiao and walked into the room.
