Not far from the intersection, there was another inconspicuous car parked. The person inside was making a phone call.
"It really wasn't us. We didn't even make a move to intercept him, and he got himself into trouble. It's all fate. Let Mr. Leopard know, Ren Chong has been sent to the hospital, and we'll see what Mr. Leopard decides to do next. We're done here."
In Tianyuan Biotechnology, located in Chuhua City's New Technology Development Zone.
Across from Wei Leng sat a man of about the same age, expressionless. Even when answering the phone, his face was impassive, which Wei Leng had grown accustomed to, having grown up with him since childhood.
"What's up? Any new developments?" Wei Leng asked.
The man put his cellphone back in his pocket and said, "Baozi said that the guy got into a car accident himself, they didn't lay a hand on him."
