|| LORENZO KING's POV ||

I looked around the professional shooters who had surrounded us. Each one of them were wearing black masks, which stopped me from recognizing them. To my surprise,they didn't shoot at me for once. I asked them coldly, always keeping a close eye on their movements,

" Who are you?? Do you know who I am? Do you guys want to die?"

I wasn't afraid of showing my power in front of them. One call for me was enough to put them behind the jail. However, I still wanted to know who was so daring to attack me in this city. One of the black masked...