The two walked down the street for more than ten minutes, and arrived at the corner of South Street. This place was sparse in both people and lighting, which made Song Yu feel a bit insecure. "Uncle Si, it's as dark as a donkey's ass here, why are we meeting here!"
Before Si Weimin could answer, a black van came zooming in, its bright headlights blinding Song Yu. He shielded his eyes instinctively with his hand. As he did so, he saw three or four sturdy men getting out of the vehicle, all of them looking fierce and menacing. Terrified, he retreated into Si Weimin's shadow, hoping to be overlooked.
The man leading the group glanced behind Si Weimin and asked, "Boss Si, is this the man you were talking about?"
"Yes, that's him." Si Weimin nodded. He then patted the man on the shoulder, "I'll leave him to you, gentlemen. I've got something else to attend to. I'll make time to have tea with you when I can."
