69 Lying Low

At night, Skywater City, in a remote warehouse.

There are no people around the warehouse. Judging by the garbage such as auto parts strewn about everywhere, this seems to be an auto junkyard specialized in recycling cars. The air here is filled with a strong smell of gasoline.

  At this time, a room in the middle of the warehouse is lit brightly. There are two middle-aged men staying inside. Of the two middle-aged men, one is bald, while the other is fat, weighing more than 300 catties. The two are quite distinct.

"Kong Shui, how was it? Did it go well?" The fat man looked at Kong Shui, the bald man, sitting opposite him and asked.

The bald man picked up a glass of beer from the table and took a sip, before saying, "It couldn't have gone any better, of course. I knocked down the bitch. She's lucky she didn't die."

"Although I ran fast, but I could hear the ambulance coming from behind. The woman must have broken her legs."