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Nightfall had descended.
Fang Xi was hiding in an alley outside a small bar.
In her hand, she held half a brick and had been there for half an hour.
Feng Lin sat on the rooftop of the building, observing Fang Xi below.
For the sake of her friend, she was willing to risk imprisonment.
Feng Lin thought she was still too naive.
Finally, the lurking Fang Xi moved, her body crouched, her eyes gazing into the distance like a predatory animal ready to strike.
Seven or eight people, both men and women, walked out of the bar's main door.
A few of the men sang loudly and off-key as they moved into the distance.
Fang Xi slipped the half-brick into her pocket.
Then, with her head down, she followed those people.
Step by step, she caught up and came up behind a man with dyed red hair.
The man was somewhat overweight and was laughing heartily while embracing a woman.
Suddenly, Fang Xi pulled out the half-brick and smashed it hard against the back of the man's head.
"Ah!"
