Waking up again, the place seemed much more normal, looking at the furnishings and decorations, it appeared to be a hotel.
Yang Yi sat up, then he saw Bruno sitting across from him, expressionlessly watching him from a chair.
This time, things were different; Bruno had two people with him.
Experts, absolute experts among experts, though they hadn't drawn their guns, they were definitely skilled marksmen. As soon as they stood there, Yang Yi knew that if he tried to make a move, he had absolutely no chance of winning against the two.
Waking up this time, facing Bruno didn't seem as friendly as last time.
Yang Yi pressed his head, which hurt a little, but not too severely; this was a reaction to a long sleep, no other reason.
"Where are we now?"
Yang Yi just wanted to find a phrase as an opening, but Bruno nodded lightly and said, "New York."
Yang Yi paused, not speaking.
How could they be in New York just like that?
