Chapter 606

Night. Tonight, the moonlight was like water, its clear rays spilling over tree tips and eaves, bathing the bustling No. 4 High School snack street in a silvery sheen. Further down the southern end of the snack street, Ge Hao concealed his figure in the night. He held a skewer of deep-fried starch sausages; before every mission, he had to eat a skewer of starch sausages to steel himself for the difficult situation ahead.