It was late at night on some street.
After Zhang Xian finished smoking his third cigarette, a BMW drove up from one direction, followed by two vans.
After the BMW came to a stop, He Zheng got out, running up to Zhang Xian and calling out, "Brother Xian."
"Brother Xian!" His subordinates also respectfully greeted him after they arrived.
They had all witnessed Zhang Xian's prowess in the last battle and were now utterly in awe of him. One against a hundred, what kind of strength was that? Even freaks weren't this badass!
Zhang Xian gave a nod, saying, "Let's go, we must ask the landlord for the surveillance footage."
With a wave of his hand, He Zheng followed Zhang Xian, leading his men.
Soon, Zhang Xian, along with He Zheng and his men, arrived at a door and knocked. After a while, the door was finally opened, and a middle-aged man stepped out.
Facing a group of people at his doorstep, the landlord unconsciously stepped back, asking, "What...what do you want to do?"
