Feng Biao had nothing much going on, but these past few days, he just couldn't shake off a sense of unease.
He knew Gao Yi was in some trouble over in the United States, knew that he had just gone through a rather intense shootout in New York, but Feng Biao honestly didn't know exactly what happened, because some things Gao Yi wouldn't inform him about either.
So Feng Biao inevitably felt a bit tense.
Although he knew Gao Yi was quite formidable, if he was empty-handed, no one could beat him. But as a sniper, a very, very good sniper at that, Feng Biao also knew how a single bullet could end Gao Yi's life.
No matter how skilled you are, you still fear a kitchen knife, let alone a bullet that can take a life from several hundred meters away.