In a Chinese restaurant in Los Angeles, Wang Fugui looked at the three people in front of him with some helplessness, "You guys came out of prison, not from a jungle, can you have a bit of decency when you eat?"
"As if you don't know what kind of food they serve in prison," Zhao Hong stuffed his mouth with Kung Pao Chicken as he spoke, "It tastes a bit weird, but it's much better than in prison."
Linlin wiped her mouth, she looked at Wang Fugui, "I thought you only found me, I didn't expect everyone to be here, um... where is he?"
Zhao Hong still had food in his mouth, but it didn't prevent him from talking, "Clearly, our guide has been set free just like us."
Wang Fugui grimaced, "I can only say I'm not that useful now, but, I can find him and contact him, it's just, do you think it's of any use for us to look for him now?"
Xiao Rui blinked, "Us?"
