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Shock filled Zheng Mi's eyes.
Zhao Xuanshu yanked open the car door and got out first.
Luo Bin had noticed earlier that the five men in the back had passed around a thin sheet of paper. Clearly, it contained the information Zheng Mi had produced on that utterly wicked man.
His thoughts did not slow his movements. Luo Bin pushed open his door and got out at the same time, following close behind the five men.
A security guard at the entrance to the residential complex was approaching them.
Zhao Xuanshu merely raised a hand and waved it, and the guard stood rooted to the spot in a daze.
They entered the complex and quickened their pace.
In just five or six minutes, they reached the depths of the complex, where several detached villas stood.
Soon, the group stopped outside one of them.
The villa had a sizable yard, with a vegetable plot actually tilled inside it. A middle-aged man in his forties was hoeing the soil, his face toward the earth and his back to the sky. His shadow stretched out a long way.
At once, Zhao Xuanshu, Zheng Mi, and the others grew extremely wary.
"What are you doing?" The middle-aged man in the vegetable plot straightened up, wariness in his eyes. He even tightened his grip on his hoe.
Zhao Xuanshu stepped forward and pushed open the half-closed gate.
"I'm calling the police!"
"I told you, I've got no money! And I don't know you lot. Which debt collection company are you from? You know this is illegal, don't you?!"
The middle-aged man fumbled for his phone as he hurried toward the ground floor.
"Go inside and you'll die!"
Zhao Xuanshu's voice turned cold and stern.
He moved