The two brothers quickly forgot about the pain and headed to the infirmary with faces full of excitement to get their wounds treated.
Lin Chuan went to the transportation market alone.
The work at the transportation market was in full swing, and everything was proceeding in order. Each person had their own position; there was a place for everyone.
"Chuan, you're here?" Zhou Kai and the others surrounded him excitedly.
"Give me a cigarette." Zhou Kai hurriedly handed one over.
Lin Chuan took the cigarette from Zhou Kai, took a fierce drag, and then asked, "How's it going, everything okay?"
"All good," Zhou Kai shook his head.
At that moment, Lu Dapao shouted excitedly, "Chuan, look quickly!"
A Rolls-Royce slowly drove into the entrance of the transportation market.
"Fuck, is it him again?" Zhou Kai took a puff of his cigarette.
"Who?" Lin Chuan inquired.
