Seeing the fistprint on the wall, Big Round Face shrank back several steps. Just then, his phone rang.
After answering it, he raised his head and said, "Captain, Song Zhengping from Water Tiger Camp says they have a shipment to transport to Yinma City tomorrow. He wants to know if you're interested."
Zhao Dingkang abruptly raised his head and said through clenched teeth, "Of course I'm interested."
"That bastard Red Ghost caused me such heavy losses. I have to make it all back from him!"
"Contact Song Zhengping and tell him to meet us at the usual place tonight!"
Big Round Face hurriedly nodded, picked up his phone, and called back.
Noon.
Luo Yan had just finished lunch when Yang Hao came to inform him that Zhuo Hu had arrived.
A moment later, Luo Yan met Zhuo Hu in the study.
"Mister Red Ghost, sorry to disturb you." Zhuo Hu cupped his fists.
Luo Yan looked at him. "What do you want?"
Zhuo Hu said solemnly, "It's about the time my convoy was intercepted."
Luo Yan frowned slightly, thinking, Can't Water Tiger Camp handle such a minor matter themselves?
Zhuo Hu continued, "Originally, I could have dealt with such a trivial matter myself, but this incident is connected to one of Gou Mang Department's teams."
"So I thought you should know about it."
I see.
Only then did Luo Yan understand. He said, "Which team from Gou Mang Department is involved?"
"It's the newly formed Eighth Team. Its captain is Zhao Dingkang, who came to Qingmu City together with Liu Hongming." Zhuo Hu then clapped his hands.
Old Hei, the big, dark-faced man, pushed another man inside. The man was in his early forties, with a pale complexion. His left eyebrow looked as though it had been burned away, leaving