The news reported on the vicious gun battle in the suburbs.
Jin Yang had instructed the relevant departments to attribute the incident to a gang fight over territory.
Back at the villa, Qiu Tong looked at Song Yan lying on the bed. She treated the wound on his abdomen.
The Vulture members had used a shotgun which caused serious damage to Song Yan's abdomen area.
A flirtatious and wicked expression crossed Song Yan's pale and haggard face. He narrowed his eyes and quietly watched as Qiu Tong sutured his wounds without anesthesia. Occasionally, he would grunt in pain.
He clenched the bed sheets tightly and endured with all his might.
Qiu Tong stared at him and casually probed. "Why were you at the abandoned factory?"
The timing of Song Yan's appearance was too strange. Qiu Tong suspected that he was linked to the masked criminals.
