The group sat in silence, waiting. About half an hour later, noises came from outside the door. Feng, who was guarding the door, immediately became alert. He put down his unfinished cola on the table and gripped his knife tightly.
Luoer sat calmly at the bar. After hearing the information from Fulajie'er, he exchanged a glance with Hu Daoke, who immediately understood his intentions, hopped out from behind the counter, and hid in the corner of the pub with his machine gun set up.
The clamor outside became louder and louder. But after a while, all the commotion at the entrance suddenly stopped, leading to a wave of tension among everyone.
Then, the door was pushed open, and a figure walked in. He spotted Luoer at the bar and walked directly towards him.
Luoer sneaked a peek at the approaching man. The familiar silhouette allowed him to relax immediately, hence he looked composed, quietly waiting for the man to speak first.
