Nightfall.
Zhou Feng, who had been running desperately all the way, finally stopped and parked the RV in a secluded alley.
At this time, his face was so dark that it seemed water could drip from it.
He hadn't said a word the entire way.
Beside him, Zhou Peng also had his head down, lost in his own thoughts during the journey.
Seeing the car had stopped, he turned to look at Zhou Feng.
"Brother, what's going on? Is second brother really gone?"
"We completely underestimated Wang Hao and Lin Yuennan."
Zhou Feng took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and blew out a ring of smoke.
"Maybe they had already guessed that we were monitoring their walkie-talkies."
"Big brother, I didn't say anything, I swear."
Zhou Peng, hearing this, was a bit anxious.
Why are we talking about this again?
Among the three brothers, the eldest and second were the elites, and he was more of a liability than an asset.
But he really didn't say anything!
