A familiar place, but with a different view.
Lu Ping'an had been here before, not for the first time. He was dressed in the uniform of the Special Service Team, walking through the dark passages deep into the "Black Market".
Inside a shop where they had previously traded, Lu Ping'an spoke the previous "password" to the clerk and was guided to a deeper trading spot, then....
"Old Tie, is this your new hospitality style? Pointing a gun at your guest's head?"
In the not so big two-story living room, there were over a dozen gunmen, some in front, some behind, and even sniper rifles poking out from the compartments on the second floor.
It seemed, he had been led into a trap.
Lu Ping'an still had a smile on his face, but within it, there was curiosity and a plan.
"Little Lu.....a young chap from the Special Service Team, is this how you treat your collaborators? Is this the 'official sincerity' you spoke of initially?"
