The phone was vibrating...
Time jumps back to a little over ten minutes ago.
On Lazato Road, at the intersection, Huo Qinqi tucked the car into a corner. Relying on years of experience from missions and marches, the moment he got here he used the terrain to find a spot that was perfect for hiding.
Zeyan's phone vibrated—he picked up a call from Qi Zeyan.
"It's done on my side, we've got them pinned. Now it all depends on us here."
Huo Qinqi didn't say a word, his eyes locked straight ahead.
Jiang Yanting wasn't much of a talker either. The air inside the car was so heavy it felt suffocating.
Very soon, Lin Luyou's car slowly approached. At this intersection the traffic lights were stuck on blinking yellow, so her speed was a bit slow. Not far behind her, a white van was tailing.
Probably professional instinct, that sharp nose—Huo Qinqi started the engine without a word and pulled the car out from the side.
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