In a dimly lit room, the walls were covered with various photos. The people in those photos were all well-dressed and well-groomed, but some of them had been crossed out in red.
"Those bastards…" a person in the darkness said with a look of pain on his face.
Knock knock.
A curt sound of someone knocking came from outside the door.
The man looked through the cat's eye on the door, then opened it and questioned with a low voice: "Didn't you say you weren't going to come here again? Wang Zhao"
"Sorry for not keeping my words" the one standing on the other side of the door was a relatively handsome youngster with a bright smile: "Because one of my tenants died unexpectedly, the people of the D.E.R division caught my tail and now I'm wanted all over the city"
