Tang Feng followed the foreigner from afar, maintaining a distance of about twenty meters.
He didn't dare to follow too closely, terrified of startling the snake in the grass.
At the same time, he made a call to Yang Dongxu without going into detail, simply saying, "Dingyuan River riverbank, there's a big fish, come quickly!"
Then he hung up the phone.
Han Xiaoxiao followed by his side, filled with doubt and tension.
This guy, not seen for years, could he have joined some criminal gang?
Could he be plotting against this foreigner?
That call just now, could it have been to contact his accomplices?
My God, am I getting tangled up in a major case here?
What to do? What to do?
Could I really follow him down a dark path with no return?
My bright future, do I have to toss it all away?
Is it too late to walk away now?
Would he turn on me, doing something dreadful?
In a flash, countless thoughts raced through Han Xiaoxiao's mind.
