Ten minutes later.
Lu Sheng and the Luo Fei Luo Lan sisters sat separately inside a clothing store in the mall.
"Tell me." By the light of his flashlight, Lu Sheng studied the two women before him.
During the earlier fight, bullets had ruined his clothes, so he had simply changed into another outfit. The collar of his deep-blue jacket stood slightly raised. His hair was naturally combed back, revealing a clean-cut, coldly handsome face.
He sat sideways in his chair, one leg crossed over the other, his back resting against the chair. His entire figure appeared lean and upright.
"How long have you been here? Is there anyone else nearby?"
Under the light, the Luo Fei Luo Lan sisters were not especially beautiful. They merely had slender, shapely figures, while the legs wrapped in their tight jeans were tense and powerful, with not even a sliver of space between their thighs. They carried a faintly seductive allure.
Upon hearing his question, Luo Lan shot her sister a cold glance.
Luo Fei clutched her stomach, but in the end, she honestly answered.
"My name is Luo Fei. She's my younger sister, Luo Lan. We've lived here for over four years. There's another group nearby, also in this mall. We run into them occasionally."
"How many?"
"I'm not sure. At least ten people. But they don't have guns, so they usually don't dare provoke us," Luo Fei said calmly.
The man before her was powerful as a demon.
That strength, that speed, and the precision and calm with which he dodged bullets. Every moment, he radiated natural coldness and a cruelty born of habit.
Not even Gao Bo had ever given her such a feeling!
Lu Sheng asked several more broad questions, then suddenly thought of something.
"What do you normally