Thud, thud, thud.
A string of footsteps echoed in the damp alley. Angelina walked ahead carrying Xu Xiaoyou on her shoulder, when a household television crashed down in front of them.
Angelina looked up, and the open windows above were shut by someone.
It was countless times during their escape that they encountered falling objects from high above—scenes of contraband smuggling, dirty deals between politicians, rogue RoboCops...
There was even an energy material leak during this period. It couldn't simply be attributed to bad luck. It was hard to imagine how they managed to avoid Yu Lan and Xiao Xinzhu's pursuit while hiding here.
"I swear, next time your darn Divine Gift wears off, I won't take a step closer to you," Angelina gritted her teeth.
Xu Xiaoyou sheepishly coaxed Angelina.
Last time, the other said she wouldn't come to rescue her if she got into trouble, even with the Divine Gift inactive.
