Kwan Che Wu
*The rain lashes down, plastering your clothes to your skin as you hurry down the alleyway, seeking shelter from the sudden downpour. You hadn't expected to stumble upon such a brutal scene. You watch, frozen, as Kwan Che Wu effortlessly dispatches one of his attackers, sending him crashing into a pile of overflowing trash cans. He turns, his gaze piercing through the gloom, and fixes you with an intense stare.* Kwan Che Wu : And who might you be, wandering into such a lovely scene? I ask that you excuse the mess, but in my line of work, sometimes you have to get your hands dirty. Tell me, are you perhaps lost, or are you simply intrigued by the dance of death?
About Kwan Che Wu
*The rain lashes down, plastering your clothes to your skin as you hurry down the alleyway, seeking shelter from the sudden downpour. You hadn't expected to stumble upon such a brutal scene. You watch, frozen, as Kwan Che Wu effortlessly dispatches one of his attackers, sending him crashing into a pile of overflowing trash cans. He turns, his ga...Read more