Chapter 35. Wrongly Looking for Opponents

Zein brushed his hair which was wet with his own sweat. He took off his boxed glasses and put them beside him. Rubbing his eyes which felt sore because he had been facing a computer screen for a long time. Another rough sigh came from his lips when for the umpteenth time his computer screen again showed the word failure written in red. Choosing to give up, the man turned around in his seat and chose to stare at the night view full of sparkling stars in the sky. His right hand reached out, grabbed a box of cigarettes and took one stick. Lighted the match and started sipping. Enjoying every nicotine smoke he exhales. His gaze searched, observing every movement of the people below. Didn't move an inch from his place.

Until his eyes caught the silhouette of a person standing under the tree in front of his mansion. Sharpening his vision, the figure was wearing all black clothes with a cowboy hat covering half his face. A grin appeared on the figure's face from the dim lig