It was almost nine O 'clock.
Lei Xiao drove the car to the hotel, and Lin Hanxing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was communicating with his men through the Bluetooth headset.
At the entrance of the hotel, there were many reporters.
It was as if they had gone crazy, blocking the road so tightly that not even a drop of water could flow through, as if they were afraid of missing out on the big headlines.
Lin Hanxing quickly hung up.
His cold gaze fell on the reporters not far away.
Lin Hanxing had obviously expected this to happen when he saw the news that night.
Knock, knock, knock.
Just as he was thinking, there was a knock on the car window from outside.
Lei Xiao rolled down the car window with the central control and looked at the expressionless uncle hai.
"Please follow me."
