"Hey hey... Ah, Boss, I've received the stuff," Hu Biao said with a slight fear in his voice.
"Don't look at what's inside. Now have someone bring it to Golden Garden," came the cold voice of Zhao Gang over the phone.
"Got it, Boss. Anything else?"
"Make sure the person you send is reliable. Don't lose it by any means and don't peek halfway. If I find out anyone peeked, you know what the consequences will be." Zhao Gang's voice was filled with killing aura.
"Understood, Boss."
Hu Biao hung up the phone and said, "To Golden Garden."
"Do you know the place?" Ling Zhenfei didn't have a clue about it.
"I know," Hu Biao dare not lie; one of his fingers had already been broken. If he told a lie, the next might also break.
"Take me there."
"Okay, as long as you don't hurt me anymore." It seemed Hu Biao was truly frightened.
