Clive led a group of powerful individuals, and as they set out with great fanfare, the night was cool, the space dim.
When Clive and his party were completely executed, it started to rain heavily, an autumn rain shrouded Jin City.
An autumn rain brings a chill, giving Jin City in deep autumn a piercing coldness, as if winter had arrived.
Yes, Clive is dead.
All of the hostile powerful individuals, including Clive, without exception, perished here.
Whether it was Boss Zuo's men or Zhang Lu and others, they were unharmed; this trap was a complete victory, annihilating the invading enemies.
Outside, on the edge of the torrential rain, a man stood in the rain, letting the water wash over his body, his gaze fluctuating with anger and shock, his body involuntarily trembling slightly, not from cold, but from the subconscious shiver caused by shock.
This was the silhouette of a man; he was none other than one of Clive's group.
His name was Hose, a leader under Clive and Charles.
