There might still be some time before the message is received. The city is undergoing a sweep, and there's not much traffic on the road leading here. So as soon as there are any clues, they will know immediately.
Wu Yuqiang went nearby and bought some local specialty baked buns and meat dishes, handing them out to everyone.
The night is cool like water, and the people are still restless!
Tonight will surely be a fierce battle; the situation ahead may spiral out of control, so let everyone replenish their strength first.
Luo Fei chewed on his bun, staring at the distant factory, its dark exterior walls, cold prefabricated panels, and the dim lights in the compartments below.
How much blood has been spilled inside, how many lives taken, he dared not ponder deeply.
The distance between both sides was not far, yet a whole urban village stood between them.
The intertwining paths and main roads in the village seemed like gateways to hell.
