Xia ping 'an's stomach was growling. She picked up her weapons, put on her clothes, and left the apartment through the escape ladder. She came to the alley behind the apartment.
After walking out of the alley and turning into a Street, the restaurant where they had their lunch appeared in front of them.
The sun had set in Paris, and the sky was gradually turning dark. There were fewer pedestrians on the streets, and not a single street lamp was lit. There were not many places in the city that still had electricity. From time to time, gunshots could be heard from other places in the city.
The neon sign at the entrance of the restaurant was even more striking.
At the entrance of the restaurant, there were a few cars that were not there before.
