After finishing these two physically demanding tasks, he was indeed feeling quite hungry.
Unfortunately, in this weather, and it being past two in the morning, the streets were deserted, with only the streetlights standing guard in solitude.
The vast majority of shops had already shut their doors, remaining pitch black.
Fang Cheng withdrew his gaze, quickly planning his next move in his mind.
He had just received the latest intel from Xu Hao: not far from the Midnight Forest Bar, there was another small Noah Organization outpost.
It was suspected that high-ranking personnel might be stationed there.
He decided to drop by on his way.
Once this task was resolved, he could call it a night and go home for a good rest.
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng lifted his head, his sharp gaze piercing through the rain, looking at the end of the road ahead.
About a kilometer away, red and blue police lights could be vaguely seen flashing at the intersection.
