In this world, there would always be places where the sunlight could not reach.
Correspondingly, if the sunlight could not reach those places, then the neon lights of the city would only be able to reach those places.
Within the darkness, someone was moving between the floors. With quick and precise movements, he climbed up to the rooftop with his bare hands.
Under the moonlight, a black trench coat fluttered in the wind. Under the black hood was a dark face … no, it was a mask!
Midsummer Night removed the mask and gasped for breath. He did not like this feeling.
"I'm about to suffocate."
After doing some chest stretching exercises, he moved his hands and feet a bit. After jumping on the spot for a bit, Midsummer Night took a deep breath and tried to exhale all the air out. He felt as if he had been reborn.
After putting on the mask again, Midsummer Night moved.
Like a black gust of wind, he jumped up and down between the rooftops. His incomparably agile movements made Midsummer Night feel as if he was possessed by Spiderman.
Truth be told, during this period, Midsummer Night found that his body had undergone some wonderful changes.
Originally, when he was active on the battlefield, he possessed the basic requirements of strength and speed.
However, his body's coordination and flexibility were his weak points.
Now, however … he felt that his body was incomparably coordinated and all his movements were incomparably smooth.
Things that he could not do in the past could now be easily done.
"Could it be that during my 70 years of slumber, I actually signed up for a dance class?"
When Midsummer Night landed on the rooftop of Randolph Club, he muttered to himself.
After reaching the edge of the rooftop, he tilted his head and looked down to make sure that no one had noticed his existence. Then, he briskly walked toward the door on the rooftop.
He pulled out an iron wire from the space inside the disassembling machine. Then, he squatted down and began fiddling with it.
He had learned this skill back in the military camp …
He wondered if it was because the skill he had learned was outdated or if his skill level had regressed.
After fiddling with it for three minutes, the door still did not open.
Midsummer Night's face turned dark.
He moved to the edge of the rooftop and looked at it again. After calculating for a bit, he sighed softly. "I didn't want to do this."
He rushed to the door and gave it a flying kick!
With a loud bang, a metal door was deformed by his kick and flew out of the door frame!
Midsummer Night dashed forward. Halfway up the stairs, he held onto the handrail and flipped over to the next flight of stairs.
This place was directly opposite the door. At this moment, the door was opened. Clearly, the person guarding the door had heard the commotion and opened the door to check.
As a result, the door opened, and Midsummer Night's eyes met.
However, the person on the other side was a little confused. First of all, he wondered if he was looking at a person.
These two flights of stairs had no light to begin with, and they were used in an emergency.
On top of that, Midsummer Night was dressed entirely in black, with a black hat and a black mask, revealing only a pair of black eyes. He was hidden in the darkness. If one didn't look closely, who would believe that he was a human?
The other party was stunned, but Midsummer Night wasn't.
With a leap, he was already in front of the man. The man seemed to wake up from a dream and hurriedly pulled out his pistol.
However, the next second, the gun was grabbed by someone, and then his hand was empty … The gun was gone!
His eyes were wide open, and before he could react, his head had an intimate contact with the wall, and he instantly lost consciousness.
Midsummer Night didn't delay. After observing the situation with the Eye of Horus for a long time, he had already seen the situation clearly.
There was only one room and one guard on the whole floor!
The room was Randolph's office, and the guard … the guard had been knocked out.
However, footsteps came from the stairs. Obviously, the guard on the next floor was already on his way.
Without any extra time to delay, Midsummer Night had already reached the door in two steps, and … he gave a flying kick!
"Simply violent!"
Midsummer Night lamented in his heart. His plan these days was actually quite good.
The most important plan was to secretly sneak into Randolph's office and kill his guard and Randolph himself.
However, he didn't expect that when he carried out his plan, he couldn't open the lock on the roof … He had thought that the door wouldn't be able to stop him.
What a slap in the face!
Midsummer Night shook his head and entered the office.
The muscular man, Randolph, in a suit, glared at the door.
Even if he was an idiot, he knew that someone had broken in.
At this moment, he was holding a gun in his hand and sneered at Midsummer Night. "No matter who you are, you have come to the wrong place."
"Calm down, young man."
Midsummer Night sighed and said, "You don't know how dangerous the toy in your hand is."
Randolph didn't want to talk nonsense with Midsummer Night. His finger moved and was about to pull the trigger!
Summer Night, who had been observing him all this while, instantly determined the trajectory of his opponent's shot and the timing to dodge it. The moment his opponent raised his hand, Summer Night abruptly dove forward … But at this moment, a certain power that had been stagnant in his body all this while suddenly came to life. Summer Night felt the space around him instantly distort, and he felt as if he had been teleported!
He didn't know what he had transmigrated, but when he raised his head, he saw the wall in front of him!
"Fuck!!!!"
Midsummer Night was terrified!
Randolph's office was not small, and he was at least seven or eight meters away from the wall before. How could he suddenly appear in front of the wall in a blink of an eye?
He didn't have the time to think about the possibilities. He stomped on the wall and used the momentum to climb up the wall.
With a somersault in the air, he just landed behind Randolph.
Randolph also felt that something was wrong. He and Midsummer Night almost turned back at the same time. They looked at each other. Randolph raised his gun and was about to shoot … He didn't care how Midsummer Night did it. On the contrary, the more he could do, the more dangerous he was.
Only by erasing all the dangers could he continue to exist!
There was nothing wrong with this idea, but Midsummer Night was also a person who didn't play according to common sense.
At the moment when Randolph raised his hand to shoot, he suddenly grabbed Randolph's wrist … and then Randolph disappeared!
"A living person!!!!"
Midsummer Night was proud, but he instantly rushed to a safe in the corner. He reached out his hand to touch it, and the safe was also gone!
He had been looking for this thing for several days …
At this time, the footsteps were already at the door, but Summer Night didn't even look at them. He directly rushed to the office window, jumped, smashed through the glass, and landed in front of the club's entrance.