It was night.
Yi Lin had stood up Master Ma.
And incidentally blacklisted him on his cell phone.
Master Ma, probably busy out of his mind at the shop, must have been cussing Yi Lin to high heaven by now.
Like a specter, Yi Lin arrived at the front of an upscale community.
Little Fatty had already been nervously squatting in the shadows, waiting anxiously.
"You're here."
Yi Lin walked up behind Little Fatty, whispering.
"Damn it, can we not use these cliché secret codes? Also, do you make no sound when you walk or what?"
Li Erpang was intently staring at the community entrance when Yi Lin's voice suddenly came from behind, nearly causing Little Fatty to throw out his back.
——He had been experiencing some back pain recently, for some reason.
The two of them squatted quietly in the corner.
"I mean, don't we have the police on our side? We are doing this job above board, so why be all sneaky?
