Picking up his communications device, Huo Yuanhong called back and arranged a time and place to meet Wang Jingdu.
As the sky gradually darkened, he put on a sports jacket, casually stuffed a suit into his bag, and headed out.
By the time he arrived, three SUVs were already parked at the gathering point. They were presumably the manpower Wang Jingdu had assembled.
The vehicles carried quite a few guns.
After checking that there were no surveillance cameras nearby, Huo Yuanhong adjusted the contours of his facial muscles once more. Then he walked over, pulled open the right rear door of the lead vehicle, and got in.
"Martial Uncle."
Wang Jingdu sat in the left rear seat. He handed Huo Yuanhong a cigarette, along with an earpiece.
Huo Yuanhong took them casually, slipped the cigarette into his pocket, and put on the earpiece.
"Move out."
Wang Jingdu spoke into his own earpiece.
"Vrooom—"
The three SUVs started up.
"Martial Uncle, this is my senior sister who's undercover at the hotel. If a firefight breaks out later, don't injure her by mistake."
After rolling up the window, Wang Jingdu handed over a photograph.
Huo Yuanhong took it and glanced at it. It showed a woman with smiling eyes, dressed in a Federal Investigation Bureau uniform. She was gentle, yet carried a heroic air.
"You seem to be from the White Crane School?"
"Yes. Officially, my martial arts were inherited from the White Crane School, and I was specially recruited into university. Back then, Yu Xiuqi, Senior Sister, and I were known as the Silver Moon Three Heroes—the three greatest experts of our generation. Unfortunately, Senior Brother Yu joined the Eternal Life Society and has already been brought to justice. Of the Silver Moon Three Heroes, only Senior Sister and I remain..."