Wang Han ignored the bald man, his gaze fixed on the open window. He walked over quickly, leaned his head out to look down, and caught a glimpse of Fang Zhengping’s figure slipping into the pitch-black alleyway.
Without a second thought, Wang Han jumped out.
The bald man jumped in fright and scrambled over, trembling. He looked down and saw Wang Han using the window ledges of the floors below as buffers, descending the eleven stories in just a few breaths.
Chapter 432