Thump thump thump...
Clang clang clang...
Downstairs, on the street.
A troupe of lion dancers was performing vigorously, the deafening sounds of gongs and drums perfectly masking the gunfire above.
As the southern hegemon, the Ye Family's stronghold in Wu City was formidable once their power was mobilized.
Of course, the surveillance cameras on the entire street would also "break" at just the right time today.
In other words, unless Qin Yu himself could escape, no one would know about everything that happened today.
It was even less likely that he would receive any support.
Ye Haozhan, the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch of the south, had already stationed a batch of masters near the hotel, ready to intervene at the first sign of any suspicious individual.
At this moment.
In the room.
Forced back into the room by the sniper, Qin Yu rolled on the spot, and several more bullet holes appeared in the wall behind him.