Standing at the end of the corridor, Xia Jinyuan took out a cigarette and passed it to Will. Then, he lit the cigarette on his mouth and took a deep breath. With a cold expression, he asked, "48 hours have passed. Is there any news about what happened last night? What about Cyril? Did he do anything?"
Will took the cigarette and took out his lighter to light it. He took a deep puff and slowly exhaled the smoke from his mouth.
"There's no news of our attack last night. Yesterday, I specially went to the location of the incident to take a look. The destroyed cars have already been cleared. Even the tarmac was rolled over again.
"We raided his underground factory and rescued Alice, but nothing happened. The news of his drug factory's destruction was even reported in the local newspaper. It can be said that all drug dealers in Molaban know that Cyril's drug factory was destroyed by a group of people.
