Horace was starting to panic.
If Mr. Bleu said that these people were powerful martial artists, that meant they were very powerful indeed.
But why hadn't he warned him before he came in?
Hunter held his phone tightly and kept dialing the same number. It was already past midnight. He knew now that whatever was happening tonight was completely out of his control.
After around two hours later, there was a loud honking and the sound of brakes outside the house.
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