"Looks like it's really not Lan Zuo."
A deep male voice emanated from beneath the black hood, with light twisting around it. The hooded man vanished, coming and going without a trace. His attacks were akin to a storm, ruthless and deadly – this was the true Invisible Series.
Lightning and Shield Wall, a shadow flitted through; the three, Lan Zuo, had already broken out of the wine house. In reality, there weren't many Lone Wolves surrounding them; a third were keeping an eye on Barbartray, another third had left to chase Su Xiao, and the remaining third were wavering between besieging Lan Zuo and loafing around.
Once Barbartray was taken down in a second, the Lone Wolves inside the wine house knew what was going on. Either Lan Zuo had taken Roger's gun, or the first Sniper to fire had gotten it; there were no other possibilities.
"It's the Sniper."
"I feel like it's more of Lan Zuo's tragic play."
"That guy... really acts out a tragic play?"
