Outside the vehicle.
Beneath the dark night, the entire street appeared sinister, devoid of passersby, even without any passing vehicles.
It seemed as though there was only this one minibus on the entire street.
And the headlights of the minibus cast a faint glimmer on this pitch-black street.
After the man in the floral shirt got off, he headed straight for Chen Feng.
Under the illumination of the headlights, the two stood face to face, sizing each other up.
After about two or three seconds, the man with the floral shirt hooked the corner of his mouth and then, looking at Chen Feng, he sneered and said, "So it's you, the kid who's looking for me? What's it about? Speak up!"
"Before answering your question, I'd like to know if you're the big boss in the begging organization,"
Chen Feng said indifferently.
