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Because Zheng Tan had long since blacklisted this guy in his mind, and since he had encountered him, Zheng Tan wasn't about to let him go so easily, especially not on such a night which was suitable for doling out a beating.
When Zheng Tan approached, the man was making a phone call next to a public telephone booth by the roadside. Unlike when Zheng Tan saw him in Hengwu Square, he now had changed into a different outfit, wearing ordinary jeans, neither non-mainstream nor overly fashionable, and a similarly ordinary hoodie. While on the phone, his voice was subdued, as if he was discussing something shady. He would intermittently scan his surroundings, pausing if someone walked by, and would resume the call only after the passerby had left. Fortunately, at this time there were few people on this path, and the occasional person zooming by on an electric scooter didn't cause much interruption to his conversation.
