Soon, under the direction of the fat man, the car arrived outside the factory's wall.
It was pitch black all around, the same inside the factory, only a few street lamps cast yellow light by the roadside.
The car stopped, and Ling Feng swept through with his divine sense, then smiled, "I must say, this fat guy is really cooperative, there's indeed something happening inside!"
"No lights are on, do they work in the dark?" Catherine asked.
"No, the reason we can't see the lights is that the windows are covered with thick quilts from the inside!"
Ling Feng chuckled and continued, "I've seen many people busy inside, let's charge in!"
"Okay, what about this fat guy?" Catherine asked.
"He's of no use anymore, leave it to me!"
Ling Feng smiled, pressed a pressure point on the fat man, then pulled him out of the car.
