Chapter 309: In This Moment, Gray Wolf and Ghost Locked Eyes!

Under the blinding spotlight, with the entire audience watching, Gray Wolf strode swiftly toward the stage, clearly not wanting to waste any time.

But to the Magician, that brisk pace was just what he needed to set the mood. Seizing the moment, he said with a flourish, “Looks like… our foreign friend is quite eager for this performance. He can’t wait to get started.”

“I wonder, when he ties up my hands and feet later, will he use some unique knotting technique from his country? So tight I won’t be able to move at all.”

“That’s got me a little worried, honestly. Could today be the day I finally mess up?”

His playful banter instantly drew hearty laughter from the crowd.

In the center of the audience, Ghost sat watching Gray Wolf, who was now bathed in the spotlight. His eyes were cold, laced with an inexplicable sense of unease and suspicion.

Ghost didn’t recognize the black man walking onto the stage. He wasn’t familiar, nor did he stand out in any obvious way. But the man, with his headphones and trendy appearance, gave off a strange and dangerous vibe that Ghost couldn’t quite put into words.

It was a gut feeling, but Ghost didn’t dwell on it.

After all, even Priest had likely been taken down by the police by now. K probably didn’t have anyone left to send.

Babu, Plague, and Captain were the only ones from the drug trafficking organization who hadn’t been caught or targeted yet. They were lucky, for now. But given everything that had happened, there was no way they weren’t scared, no way they hadn’t prepared some kind of backup plan.

When it came to executions and killing, those three weren’t exactly skilled. Compared to Priest, they were leagues behind.

If it came to a direct confrontation, Ghost was confident he could take them out himself. Execution? They wouldn’t even get the chance.

So, with K having no one left to use, and no chance of showing up in person, Ghost finally let out a long breath, feeling a bit more at ease.

He glanced at Gray Wolf again, smiled faintly, and shook his head with a touch of self-mockery. Maybe he was just being paranoid.

All he had to do was stay put until the theme park closed. Then he could meet with K, get the best place to lay low for the night, and finally confront him.

Even if K sent someone else later, that would be a problem for another day.

By then, the heat from the police would probably have died down. He could head to a better country overseas, armed with tens of millions of dollars he’d never be able to spend in one lifetime, and live out the rest of his days in peace.

That was Ghost’s perfect plan.

He even believed that if he could just make it through today, the police would ease up on their pursuit. Escaping from Jiahe City wouldn’t be that hard.

…

At that moment, under the focused spotlight, Gray Wolf had reached the center of the stage.

The well-known Magician extended a hand toward him with a friendly smile. “Hello, my friend.”

Gray Wolf stared at the outstretched hand for a second, then wiped the sweat from his chest with his right hand and quickly reached out to shake it.

“Hello, hello.”

“Friend, hello. God bless you.”

His words and gestures were smooth, textbook responses from the internet’s most standard English phrases.

But as he spoke, Gray Wolf’s gaze was clearly scanning the crowd, barely sparing a glance at the Magician.

Standing at the center of the stage, Gray Wolf was clearly trying to pinpoint Ghost’s location, and he was doing it quickly.

From what he could see, none of the seats closest to the stage—the prime spots—held anyone who looked like Ghost, or even resembled him.

…

But Gray Wolf didn’t give up. He continued scanning the audience carefully.

Before setting out, Q had given him detailed facial data of Ghost’s human-skin mask, just in case Ghost tried to slip away like an eel and avoid execution.

Using his prime position on stage and the bright lighting, Gray Wolf began a meticulous search.

Meanwhile, the Magician thanked Gray Wolf for volunteering and explained once again what he would be helping with during the act.

But this time, Gray Wolf didn’t respond at all. His attention was fully locked on the crowd, determined to find Ghost.

His sudden silence and intense focus on the audience—like he was searching for someone—only deepened the sense of unease in Ghost’s heart.

And then it happened.

This seemingly unfamiliar Gray Wolf suddenly gave Ghost a strange sense of déjà vu.

Squinting, Ghost tried to recall something. He tapped his forehead lightly, and then it hit him—

Years ago, in a casino in the United States, there had been several black bodyguards stationed around the floor, scanning the area just like this, always on alert for potential violence.

One of those bodyguards looked almost identical to the man now standing on stage.

If that was true, then it meant K hadn’t just sent Priest. He had sent others too.

The realization sent a chill through Ghost. He immediately looked up, trying to get a clearer view of Gray Wolf’s face to confirm whether he was indeed one of those bodyguards from the past.

And just as Ghost lifted his head, his eyes met Gray Wolf’s.

In that instant, Ghost saw it—excitement, coldness, anticipation, and bloodlust—all flashing through Gray Wolf’s eyes in a complex, chilling blend.

Ghost, an expert in psychological suggestion, instantly concluded that the person on stage had to be someone else sent by K.

Without hesitation, he dropped into a crouch, hiding his body beneath the seats to ensure he could avoid the first wave of attacks.

At the same time, Gray Wolf reached into his coat with his right hand, where he kept a special escape tool prepared specifically for Ghost.

…

Meanwhile.

At the exact moment their eyes met by sheer coincidence,

Su Ming, along with Lin Tian, Chen Sheng, and the others, had already entered the venue at a brisk jog, flashing their criminal police credentials—no tickets needed.

At that moment,

when Su Ming and his team were less than ten meters from the audience seating—

“Bang!”

A sharp gunshot rang out…