The streetlights on this road were sparse, with vehicles occasionally speeding past, casting shadows in the dim car light.
The spirit butterfly flapped its wings, transforming into a streak of light, leading the way ahead, as Qin Yang moved forward with reckless speed.
At the third intersection of this road, the spirit butterfly turned into a gloomy alley.
Qin Yang followed closely, entering the dim alley.
Ahead, there were several abandoned unfinished buildings, appearing quite quiet under the night sky. A big iron gate was slightly ajar, with a black predator motorcycle parked at the entrance.
The spirit butterfly flew into the big iron gate, circling in the air in front of one of the unfinished buildings, then scattered into points of light and vanished into the night.
Seeing this, a cold glint flashed in Qin Yang's eyes as he slipped inside the big iron gate.
Under the moonlit night, on a vacant lot in front of a derelict building, two figures faced each other.
