Based on the memories of previous trackers, assassins, and hackers, Lu Xun effortlessly learned the location of Zone 17's division.
Have to say, these rats do know how to pick a spot...
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Zone 17, Southeast direction, riverbank dock.
Inside a secluded warehouse.
"Squeak squeak squeak~"
The little monkey squatted on the shoulder of the man with the tattooed arm, baring its teeth and screeching, raising its tiny paw towards the door.
"Brother Hu, you're back?" The tattooed man greeted obsequiously.
However, Brother Hu ignored him and pulled out a piece of silver metal, tossing it to the Iron-Eating Monkey on his shoulder:
"Hey, good monkey, here, a reward for you."
The little monkey excitedly hugged the metal piece and began to chomp down on it, feasting merrily.
After amusing the monkey, Brother Hu turned his gaze to the tattooed man, taking thirty thousand yuan from the money box and throwing it to him: "Well done."
