I don't know what time it is, but the sky hasn't brightened yet.
On a small hill in the suburbs of Las Vegas, two people sit side by side. The lush green grass is actually quite comfortable.
Yang Fan took out his phone and tried to contact Leng Feng, dialing five or six times, only to find the other was turned off.
Could it be that something happened to Leng Feng as well?
It's possible. Since Black May had known everything before they came to Singapore, Leng Feng was naturally on their radar as well.
When Yang Fan dialed the phone for the seventh time, someone finally answered on the other end: "Leng Feng? Is that you?"
"It's me."
Yang Fan finally heard Leng Feng's voice. Yes, this was definitely Leng Feng. "How are you? What about the Dark Night Army guys?"
"We're all fine. It was Wuji who notified us to relocate in advance; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable. Are you and Britney okay?"
