The West Suburb?
Why are we going to the West Suburb?
Ye Jizu was completely bewildered; he couldn't figure out what was so strange about Qin Fan's repeated actions. He didn't dare to ask any more questions, though. He quickly told the driver to head toward the West Suburb and then continued to ponder Qin Fan's words with a furrowed brow.
「Ten minutes later.」
As the Alphard entered the West Suburb, seven men entirely wrapped in black cloth were inside an abandoned factory, staring silently and motionlessly at the mobile phone on a table.
Suddenly, the mobile phone vibrated. The seven men, whose eyes were the only visible parts of their bodies, shuddered in unison. Their leader slowly reached out and picked up the phone.
He slid to answer and waited for the person on the other end to speak.
Three seconds passed, then five. After ten seconds, he responded in a low voice, bowing instinctively. "Yes, sir!"
At that moment, the call ended.
