Fang Zhenwu liked to hide in high places and then launch attacks from above, unsure whether to call it a habit or a special skill.
The first time they met, Fang Zhenwu descended from a crystal chandelier, catching everyone at King's Defense off guard. Had his shooting not been so atrocious, Fang Zhenwu's introduction would have cost Gao Guang his life.
This time, Fang Zhenwu still fell from the sky, but he did not use a gun; instead, he chose to use Molotov cocktails.
Gao Guang was very curious about how Fang Zhenwu managed that. He really wanted to know how Fang had gotten up there under the watchful eyes of so many snipers from the Knight Mercenary Group.
It couldn't possibly be that Fang Zhenwu had mastered some technique to descend from the heavens.
"You're saying he fell from the sky?"