Leng Youchen nodded indifferently, turned with Rong Ling and two other highly skilled bodyguards, and got into the most inconspicuous black Volkswagen parked on the side. The car started and headed toward the checkpoint.
In the car, Leng Youchen disguised himself, swapping out the luxurious suit for a gray knitted sweater, and put on a pair of round black-framed glasses, transforming into a retro youth from the Renaissance.
The harshness and chill in his eyes vanished, replaced by a gentle expression. In a crowd, he could easily go unnoticed.
The other three also disguised themselves, and half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the checkpoint. The driver got out to open the door for him, "Mr. Leng, I can only take you this far. I hope everything goes smoothly for you."
