Chapter 88: Within Ten Moves, I Will Kill You

Completely dressed in black! Black clothes, black pants, black military boots, and a black hat that obscured Draven Quatremane's view. Even using binoculars, he couldn't make out Black Hawk's face, just his bronzed, shadowed chin. Of course, Draven didn't know Black Hawk, so seeing his face was of no use. Whether intentionally or not, after getting out of the car, Black Hawk suddenly lifted his head and glanced in the direction of Draven and Carlos. Carlos immediately became alert, his expression...