Pan Ang was handed over to the local police, but due to lack of evidence, he was bailed out the next day; however, he didn't go home. Instead, he fled over 8,000 kilometers away to Luxembourg. He didn't dare to stay in Hong Kong any longer, because the excitement of last night made him too afraid to return home before that monster was completely eliminated.
He stood silently in the villa, gazing at the beautiful scenery outside the window, beside him was a man sitting in a wheelchair, looking frail and spiritless.
Next to these two sat a tall and imposing foreigner, who said with a serious expression, "Mr. Pan, I do not enjoy doing business with Easterners."
"You name the price, Mr. Knight," Pan Ang replied.
"Oh? Then I will need you to pay eighty percent in advance."
"Agreed."
Just when Shi Luode was gleefully preparing to collect the money, his phone suddenly rang. He glanced at the caller ID with a slight frown, but still stood up and said, "Excuse me, please wait a moment."
