Strong Enemy

After dinner, the two strolled through the streets of Mecca. The streets were still bustling before dinner, but now they were deserted. On the dim streets, apart from the two of them and Qin Zongheng's bodyguards, no one else could be found. The night was like a thick inkstone, so deep that it could not be dissolved. A cool breeze blew through the walls full of bullet holes, making a "woooo" sound that made people feel creepy. "Looks like I really have to be your bodyguard for once!" Alexander...