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Three days later.
Huating City.
Bustling streets, crowded with people, bustling.
In the sky, the intersecting rail traffic operated in an orderly fashion.
"I've crossed mountains and seas, as well as crowds of people."
"What makes me look impressive in any corner, so confident?"
"It's 'Pimple Removal', no trace left after removing pimples, ensuring you look handsome from every angle."
Yi Lin: "..."
Just after exiting the underground, the sky played Li Changge's flirty advertisement for the pimple removal product.
And it was on a loop.
Which left Yi Lin speechless.
He quietly glanced at his communications panel.
So this guy is still alive.
Huating City... I've arrived.
But there's no way Yi Lin would proactively contact Li Erpang, to avoid arousing his suspicions.
The plan to capture Little Fatty must be flawless.
Not to mention the deposit, Yi Lin had even collected the final payment and would naturally give it his all.
