Ningchuan.
In the early hours.
Ningchuan at 1 AM appeared somewhat quiet. Although it was still full of neon lights and the nightlife was lively, the streets had quieted down quite a bit.
There were only a few vehicles passing on the road, and the noise from their engines and tires briefly broke the silence, then it was deeply quiet again.
Zhangkou Grand Hotel seemed a bit bustling today.
A row of black jeeps was parked at the entrance of Zhangkou Grand Hotel, a group of people got out of the cars, each fully armed, with sharp eyes.
The Zhangkou Grand Hotel also seemed a bit odd today because there was no one at the door, the regular night shift employees had all been reassigned, and all the hotel's surveillance was turned off.
This was all to welcome this group of people.
The eighteenth floor of the hotel.
Room 1818.
Gao Hong excitedly introduced to a few people: "Brothers, look who this is!"
