272 Pay for work?

As two strange silhouettes penetrated deeper, the long street above fell back into that deathly stillness.

The deep silence at the end of the long street devoured all the residents, the vehicle belonging to the trio, and the two strange silhouettes—like a monster lurking in the darkness, effortlessly swallowing even the darkness itself.

Gazing along that pitch-black stretch of the long street, Gilder strained his aged eyes to pierce through the veil of night, seeking to uncover the truth of the matter…

Beneath the long street, it was far from the quiet it appeared on the surface.

"Speak up! Do you want to work for our boss or not!"

"Yeah, yeah! I've already said I'll work for our boss! Stop hitting me already..." The man's face was bruised and swollen as he desperately clung to the other's thigh, unable to stop whimpering.