Seemingly in search of something.
Upon seeing this scene, Fang Cheng couldn't help but shudder and immediately jumped down from the tree.
It was not wise to linger here.
Having just felt the power of modern weaponry at close range, even Jiang Chen with his abnormal defensive capabilities had died a bitter death.
He was certainly not as tough as Jiang Chen, at least not yet capable of crushing helicopters with his hands or withstanding missile strikes with his body.
Since the situation had stabilized and no longer affected the hospital ward where his mother was staying,
it was best to hurry back to Old Factory Street to avoid exposing his whereabouts.
Fang Cheng looked down at his torn and tattered hoodie and sweatpants.
He then took out a new set of casual clothes from his shoulder bag and quickly changed into them.
Fortunately, he had bought several sets of clothes and pants to change into that night.
