At this point, Sun Fusheng was also feeling a little afraid.
Wu Liangchen alone was already difficult to handle. Now, armed with a powerful, long-range sniper weapon, he was even more dangerous—a threat to Sun Fusheng's own life.
That was why he had to capture Wu Liangchen before he could strike again.
Even if it meant breaking the rules and offending some black market dealers, it had to be done.
"Understood!"
The man, who had followed Sun Fusheng for many years and even managed the Sun family's affairs as he aged, nodded and left to make the arrangements.
Sun Fusheng stood rooted to the spot. The late-night wind was chilling.
Gazing at the utter devastation around him, Sun Fusheng slowly let out a breath, his heart feeling heavy as lead.
He didn't know how Wu Liangchen had managed to connect with black market arms dealers in such a short time.
Nor did he know how he had evaded his manhunts.
