Every cat has its way, and every rat has its hole.
The fact that the three of them could carve out the Trade Mansion as their own turf clearly showed they had some genuine tricks up their sleeves. At the very least, they were people who held some weight in the underworld. You couldn't just write them off simply because they'd taken a beating today—especially since the one who had beaten them was the top boss of the Municipal Bureau.
Yet, no matter how desperately the three of them tried to make contact and verify things, there was still no news of Zhou Lan. It was as if she had suddenly and completely evaporated into thin air. That was deeply bizarre, particularly when it came to the old fellow in charge of the beggars. The people under his command operated in every nook and cranny of the streets; how could they have missed something like this?
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