After 10 in the evening, there were fewer pedestrians on the streets. Two figures left the pet shop quietly. The door closed loudly, and the lights on the first floor of the pet shop turned off, but the lights in the room upstairs were still on.
It was a cold night, but the two figures were strong guys who didn't need much cover. It was Binhai City, after all, not Northeast China nor Alaska. They wore knitted hats over their foreheads, gloves, winter jackets, and masks that covered everything, but their sneaky eyes. They each had a stack of colorful stickers under their arms.
The two guys were Wang Qian and Li Kun, sent by Zhang Zian to post sticker ads. They didn't dare posting them during the day, in case they got caught by police.
"Bro, where shall we start?" Wang Qian, who wasn't good at using his brain, asked.
