"I'm asking you one last time, where is Han Yungang?"
Zhang Xiaobei's voice remained calm as water, but Blondie could feel a bone-chilling murderous intent emanating from it.
Although he usually strutted around behind Han Yungang's back, acting high and mighty, when death was knocking at the door, he still couldn't resist the fear in his heart.
"Big brother, I'll talk, I'll tell you everything!" A stench of urine mixed with the breeze and permeated the air.
"Speak!"
"Big, big brother, Boss Han isn't here. If you leave the seafood market and turn left, there's a Minghua residential complex, and Villa No. 3—that's where he is tonight."
"Does he live there?" Zhang Xiaobei's brow furrowed slightly, remembering that he hadn't heard Han Yungang mention this Minghua complex at the dinner table.
"No, it's not that. He's keeping a college student there, so he's been staying over these days."
