Anqing didn't speak, he just jerked his chin in Chen Chen's direction.
Chen Chen flashed an OK sign and lowered his voice.
"I've transferred the rest of the money to you, you can go now."
The man nodded repeatedly, eager to leave. He hurried a few steps, then looked back and saw the tall man cracking his neck and fingers, the snapping sound making one involuntarily afraid.
He quickly sped away.
The corner of Su Yan's mouth, hidden behind his mask, curved upward. The sack on An Yifeng's head was already tied up, and he gave it a few casual kicks. It was his first time doing this, and it was somewhat thrilling.
Soon after, a piercing scream echoed in the dark alley, scaring away the stray cats that were passing by, their fur standing on end as they scampered away quickly.
The area around the bar was noisy and chaotic, so no one heard An Yifeng's scream.
