Lu Changchuan and Rong Qian had just stepped out of the helicopter when they saw the man in black walking toward them.
The young man in his twenties had a head of brown curly hair that was tousled by the wind.
His glassy eyes held a faint anger, as if irritated by the way his hairstyle had been ruined.
"Shenyuan?"
"Yes."
"First pay, then deliver!"
"Alright."
The young man's gaze momentarily froze.
It seemed the other party hadn't considered what if the person they captured wasn't the three-clawed crocodile?
The young man instinctively glanced back at the old car in the shadows a hundred meters away.
So, this is the boss's golden reputation?
With a look from Lu Changchuan, Rong Qian had already taken out his phone and started operating it.
Then, he displayed the successful transaction page in front of the young man.
"Wait here..."
