In a pharmacy in Qingpu District, T City.
Boss Zheng watched the wall clock quietly tick past midnight, his already gloomy expression darkening like a thundercloud.
The subordinates he had dispatched still hadn't returned, and he figured they probably never would.
"It looks like they failed. What a bunch of useless trash!" Boss Zheng muttered under his breath.
Half his face was submerged in shadows, his expression turning briefly savage, and his eyes glinted as if dipped in poison. The twisted visage entirely washed away his usual dignified and refined aura, making him look like a completely different person.
However, extreme anger did not wash away his rationality. After lowering his eyes in thought for a moment, Boss Zheng pulled out his phone and dialed a familiar number.
BEEP BEEP. The call connected.
