"What's going on?" Noticing the change in Guo Halong's expression, Zhu Hong asked.
"It's from the hospital." Guo Halong replied, "Earlier, we could still contact the people there, but now there's no news."
"You mean something happened to them?"
"It's possible. However, all I instructed them to do was to hold off the eight weirdos, not engage them directly. Besides, I told them to retreat immediately once they managed to delay them, no need to hang around and exhaust themselves."
"Forget it!" Zhu Hong said dismissively, "They're just a bunch of useless subordinates. If they're lost, they're lost. No need to make a fuss. Tell someone to prepare the car, it's time to go."
Soon after, a Mercedes-Benz van pulled up in front of a small convenience store. After getting in, Guo Halong gave the driver a command, and the driver headed towards their destination without delay. After more than a ten-minute drive, the van arrived outside an inconspicuous hostel.
