As the golden light of the morning sun bathed the once peaceful Zhongyuan apartment, the two black sedans glided to a smooth stop.
But the moment they arrived, the scene that greeted them was far from serene. The iron gate, now mangled and twisted, stood as a grim testament to the turmoil that had unfolded here.
Although it was morning, the atmosphere was heavy with an eerie silence, akin to visiting a graveyard.
Only a couple of stark streaks of human activity could be spotted, gradually fading amidst marks of strife and cracks that marred the apartment parking area and nearby entrances.
CLICK!
CLICK!
CLICK!
With countless resounding clicks, the car doors opened, and a group of black-suited individuals emerged, their faces etched with solemnity.
