Under the night sky, a man in hemp clothing stood in a hidden corner and looked toward the horizon, waiting patiently.
Suddenly, a figure dressed in black clothing gradually showered up on the corner of the streets. His expression lit up, and he approached the man in the corner.
"The fox attacks. Everything belongs to me!"
"Nine lives, one for each person!"
"Black Fox, you're finally here. Have you prepared the stuff? The progress tonight is a lot slower. Hurry up. I'm afraid unexpected situations may arise!"
After they verified each other's identity, the man who waited earlier in the corner seemed impatient.
However, as soon as he saw the cigarettes being handed to him, his worried expression relaxed slightly.
"What're you afraid of? Everything is proceeding just fine. Don't create a terrifying atmosphere!"