Three in the afternoon.
The SUV drove into an abandoned transport station and stopped in front of the ticket building.
Without looking, Luo Yan knew through his keen Profound Comprehension Realm senses that at least three different types of guns were trained on him.
Just then, the ticket building's door opened, and three people walked out.
The one in front was a short, thin middle-aged man with a cigarette between his lips. Most of the parts of his body exposed to the air were wrapped in bandages.
He carried an anti-materiel sniper rifle on his back. His gaze was cold and grim, with a hint of murderous intent, like a lone wolf in the wilderness.
Behind him were two people.
A man and a woman.
The man was tall and powerfully built, his muscles rippling like scurrying rats. His shoulders were nearly as wide as Luo Yan's head.
Standing behind the middle-aged man, he looked like a grown man next to a child.
The woman's hair was cut very short, and she wore earrings. She seemed to be chewing something.
She wore a tight-fitting combat suit beneath a bulletproof vest, carried an assault rifle on her back, and had a dagger strapped to her leg. Her eyes studied Luo Yan from behind her tactical goggles.
The attendant Xiao Lin said with a smile, "Captain Mo, this is Mister Jiang Kang. Mister Ding asked me to bring him here."
Clearly, Ding Li had already spoken with the middle-aged man surnamed Mo over the phone. Upon hearing this, the other man nodded.
"Got it."
"I'll take it from here. You can go back."
"It won't be safe on the road after dark."
Xiao Lin turned to Luo Yan. "Good luck."
Then he got back into the vehicle and drove away.
"Come in."