Outside the old neighborhood.
Qian and Lin Ye stood at the entrance, both looking up at the old neighborhood.
The neighborhood looked very ordinary, not at all remarkable. In fact, in a first-tier city like Moon City, there were many such neighborhoods.
It was evening, nearing dusk, and it got dark earlier, so the streetlights were already on. Many people were coming and going from the neighborhood entrance.
Some were walking their dogs, others were taking their children home, or high school students with backpacks heading home after school...
All sorts of people, too many to count. There was even an auntie sitting at the entrance, holding a big bowl of noodles, exuding a strong air of street life.
Qian and Lin Ye stood there, trying hard to conceal themselves, but still faint hints of a killing aura seeped out, clashing with the scene here. Many people deliberately kept their distance from them.
The two had been standing at the entrance for a long time. The auntie who had finished her noodles walked over and said, "What are you two lads looking at? Looking for someone? Which building do they live in? Let me know, I can help you find them!"
Lin Ye’s gaze turned grim, just about to rebuke the auntie to leave, when Qian smiled and said, "There’s no need, aunty. We know where our friend lives, we’re just waiting for someone here."
The auntie nodded and didn’t say anything more, returning to sit on her small stool at the entrance.
Everything returned to normal.
Lin Ye instinctively disliked this scene.
Over the years, he had taken out many people and earned a lot of money, so where he lived were either villas or apartment complexes. He never thought of living in such a place.
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From childhood, Lin Ye’s family was very poor. If not for his mentor, Lin Ye would probably have been caught and thrown in jail by now.
Given Lin Ye’s character, he was destined to lead a life of crime. Without his mentor, he would have gone down other crooked paths.
Lin Ye was getting a bit bored, took out his phone to check the time, and frowned, "That old bastard Wan Feiyang, why isn’t he here yet? He’s not planning to stand us up, is he!"
Lin Ye clenched his fist, making a creaking sound.
"No need to worry." Qian slowly said, "If he doesn’t come, we’ll go on our own. Besides, there’s still ten minutes until the appointed time, isn’t there?"
After speaking, Qian fell silent.
Suddenly, Qian’s gaze landed on a young woman.
The woman’s figure and appearance weren’t particularly striking, but she was dressed neatly, with long black hair draped over her shoulders and a bag slung over it.
Most importantly, she was holding a little boy’s hand, and the boy was holding a skewer of candied hawthorns.
Only one of the candied hawthorns was missing from the skewer. The boy couldn’t bear to eat it and kept licking it, cherishing it very much, as if once finished, it would be gone.
Looking at the boy, Qian’s eyes turned slightly red and moist. He didn’t know why, but many things suddenly rushed into his mind, a blurry-faced woman drawing him deeper into memories.
"Senior brother, senior brother..." Suddenly, Lin Ye’s voice rang out.
Qian snapped out of his reverie.
"Someone’s coming." Lin Ye said, "It’s not Wan Feiyang, but a pudgy, pale-faced guy!"