From the edge of the fabric on the side, he quickly glanced downstairs.
The street was sparse, with an air of solitude.
The barbecue stand business was also winding down, with the owner wiping oily tables with a cloth.
His Range Rover was parked quietly in a corner beside a pile of electric scooters.
There were similarly no suspicious signs around.
At the entrance of the tubular building, two figures were moving in the shadows.
One tall, one short, with distinct appearances.
They were Monkey and Big Hammer, ordered to guard the corridor.
Fang Cheng's eyes flickered slightly as he raised his hand to press the switch on the communicator by his ear:
"Monkey, have you found anything?"
"Report to the Chairman, no abnormalities detected."
Monkey's straightforward voice came immediately:
"Chairman, have you captured the target? Should we come up and help?"
"Yeah, if the kid doesn't behave, I'll come up and loosen his bones!"
