The speaker was a middle-aged man who wasn't much to look at. Players could change their appearances, but the more ordinary they looked, the less likely they were to draw attention. Few people deliberately made themselves exceptionally attractive when they went about their business. The middle-aged man and his companions all looked thoroughly unremarkable. On a busy street like this, unless they did something strange to attract attention, no one would look at them twice.
"Looks like he won't be leaving anytime soon. Following him around and watching him spend money is so damn frustrating. That's our money he's spending!" said another man with narrow, triangular eyes.
They couldn't just charge up and kill someone in the middle of a crowded street. And how much could they steal, anyway? Killing and robbing someone would be much more satisfying.
"Has that woman, He Jiaorong, still not arrived? How long are we supposed to wait for her?" the narrow-eyed man said impatiently.
Speak of the devil, and there she was. He Jiaorong appeared behind him in the blink of an eye and scoffed. "You should be waiting for me. If it weren't for me, would you have landed such an easy target?"
There were five of them in total, four men and one woman. It was obvious that He Jiaorong was in charge of picking targets, while the others helped carry out the job.
The middle-aged man glanced at them displeasedly. "Cut the crap. This one's a fat sheep. He might be some rich young master whose parents gave him plenty of money. He practically walked right into our hands."
"Who is he? Let me see." He Jiaorong looked in the direction they indicated and immediately recognized the man she'd failed to approach in Chuanwan City. "Pick someone else. This one's a