That night, Li Huowang lay fully dressed on the bed, waiting for them to arrive.
Just as Li Huowang saw the clock on the wall strike twelve, a piercing screech of metal grinding rang out, and the Steel Factory doors were pushed open.
When he gathered his things and walked out of the Steel Factory, he saw two SUVs parked there, their high beams so bright he could barely keep his eyes open.
"Get in." Zhao Shuangdian's voice came from behind that blinding white glare.
When Li Huowang reached the car door, he saw that besides Zhao Shuangdian and the brother and sister surnamed Ba, there were also three unfamiliar people inside—two men and a woman.
After looking them over, Li Huowang pulled open the rear door and got in. But the moment he sat down, he felt something on the seat.
He reached down and touched it, finding two military knives sheathed in scabbards.
When Li Huowang pulled out the scabbards, he discovered they were his two knives. The bloodstains on them had not even dried.
"Thanks." Li Huowang spoke to Zhao Shuangdian in the front passenger seat.
The engine suddenly roared to life, and the SUV drove toward the airport.
"You're welcome. When lips perish, teeth grow cold. Just remember, we've always been on the same side. I won't harm you."
Li Huowang took the twin blades and slid them behind his back. "It would've been even better if there were Bulletproof Vests."
Zhao Shuangdian did not respond. She gently rubbed her forehead, her delicate brows furrowed as though she were pondering something.
Li Huowang turned his gaze toward the other three. There were two men. The one driving looked rugged and unshaven. It had only been a short while since the New Year, yet he was wearing