"Okay."
"Brother Qing, your body still hasn't recovered. You should rest more in the hotel, and leave the rest to us to handle."
Chen Wen and Wu Yafei exchanged glances, greeted Zhou Qing, and then left the room.
Zhou Qing lay down on the sofa.
He really needed to rest.
The knife wound on his body hadn't been stitched up yet, plus the past few days of indulgence and long travel had indeed tired him out.
He stayed in the hotel until eight o'clock in the evening when he received a call from Chen Wen.
"Brother Qing, we've got the guy pinned down. I'll send you the address, just come over when you can."
Excitement filled Chen Wen's voice over the phone.
"Okay."
After hanging up, Zhou Qing received a message. He left the hotel room, went downstairs, hailed a car, and headed straight for the suburbs.
It had to be said, the place Chen Wen and Wu Yafei had chosen was exceptionally remote.
It was a completely desolate area where no bird would even bother to poop.
