Rain poured down, lightning flashed and thundered, and Bill Stadium was like the end of the world descending, wild and raging.
Pursuit, encirclement, ten-sided ambush, collisions, pulls, fouls, even resorting to numerical superiority to tear Li Wei into a thousand pieces, the Buffalo Bills revealed their fangs mercilessly, going all out, not just for tackles and interceptions; they aimed to rip Li Wei apart.
Chaos, violence, murderous intent overflowed.
However!
Amidst this noise and confusion, the figure in the away jersey number 23 appeared like a bolt of white lightning, tearing through the space to break out.
Boom, in an instant, water splashed all around, bursting in the air, crystalline white halos infused into the droplets, lighting up the entire world with brilliant radiance.
That streak of white, like flowing clouds and water, dashed out of the encirclement to escape the heavens, stumbling steps, haphazardly leaping through the puddles, one deep and one shallow.
