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The entrance of Wanbao Village looked just like the aftermath of a flash flood that had destroyed a dam: within five minutes, everyone had run off, leaving only a chaotic mess behind.
Zhong Xiao, following Liu Hun's orders, slowly drove the car, keeping the speed steady so that the journalists could catch up. Meanwhile, Liu Hun, sitting in the back seat, took out a new SIM card, sending a text message to each journalist whose contact information he had: "Yide Trade City 6-2, Jinxin Mining."
"Liu Ye, it looks like a few cars have caught up behind us," Zhong Xiao told Liu Hun. As an excellent special forces soldier, his observational skills were top-notch.
"Speed up and shake them off. Head straight to Yide Trade City," Liu Hun leaned back in his seat, thoroughly enjoying the moment. What was this called—walking the dog!
