"Now, can you tell me where the books are?"
Tang Zhen slowly squatted down. He looked at the man who had spoken to him earlier and gently removed his mask.
A very ordinary-looking face appeared. It seemed to have no special characteristics. If one had a brief contact with it, it would be difficult to leave a deep impression.
It could be said that even if he was thrown into a crowd, he would not attract much attention.
The seemingly ordinary appearance was very effective in hiding one's self. If he was not mistaken, this face should have been carefully designed after data analysis.
From a small perspective, one could see a big one. It was certain that the other party did not want too many people to know of his existence. Even his face had been tampered with.
With a light flick of his finger, the masks of the other two enemies also fell off. Soon after, three identical faces appeared in front of Tang Zhen.
