Until the Bugatti Veyron disappeared around the street corner, two people got out of the black car at the entrance of the residential area. One of them took a look through the binoculars in the direction the sports car had driven off, then nodded to the other person.
The other person understood, quickly took out a phone and made a call, which was quickly answered. He respectfully said, "Young Master."
"Mm," the man on the other end responded, "They've already left?"
"Yes, heading towards Lanyun Avenue, they must be going to the Luo Family."
"Good, you guys can withdraw now." The man hung up the phone.
After hanging up, one of them pounded their shoulder, "Let's wrap it up and go back to get some rest. We've been on this watch for a week, damn it's exhausting."
"Yeah," the other pulled a can of Coke from inside the car, "Why would Mo Nanjue live in a place like this? Doesn't he have a villa?"
"Who knows, probably because of a woman. Wasn't there a woman sitting in his car?"
