บท 1168: Good Night, Sweet Dreams

After Old Luo casually strolled out of the North Gate Commercial Street, he disappeared into a nearby dark alley. After he turned two corners, he walked into a dead end.

In front of the run-down wall, he put his hand against the wall and suddenly laughed.

"It's time to come out."

With an applause, a man with a felt hat on and in an old black suit walked into the alley.

"Not bad."

The five men standing behind him were all in black suits too.

Six automatic rifles were in their hands, and the six men stood at the entrance to the dead end, they blocked Old Luo's only escape route.

The man smiled happily as he looked at Old Luo without any way to flee.

"When did you notice?"

"From the time you stared at me," Old Luo grinned; the shadow of the alley blocked the disdainful expression on his face.