Matthew's wrist was pinched painfully, but he couldn't afford to cry out in pain at the moment—he hurriedly perked up his ears to listen carefully.
The entire city was silent, and with concentration, Matthew could even hear his own breathing, strangely though, he could not hear Bi Fang's. There was no time for him to ponder that now, however.
Indeed, there was only the sound of one vehicle outside, but why did they mention a convoy?
The vehicle stopped at the factory gate without turning off its engine, emitting a roar like a behemoth, combined with the extremely sharp screeching of brakes, it was clear that it had stormed all the way here.
Just as Matthew started to doubt whether Bi Fang had made a mistake, a howling of a pack of beasts approached from the distance, rushing furiously closer.
