Trouble II

"Please… old man Jarod, please be safe…" That was all on Luke's mind as he zoomed off, exiting one street and entering another, crossing roads with vehicles without a stop. His destination was the nine-story building he had visited with the Forever Gang just yesterday. The Gold White Hotel.

After running for almost thirty minutes, the hotel came into sight. He spotted it and kept running. He was one step closer to his goal and he couldn't stop now.

Getting closer, Luke spotted over a hundred men dressed in black suits and armed with weapons of different sorts.

"These bastards intend to tire me out before I get to them." Luke gritted his teeth in anger and pushed forward.

One of the men saw Luke approaching with intense speed. The moment he knew it was Luke, he shouted at the rest. "He… he's here!"

Bang!

Luke's fist pressed his face and sent him flying away.