'The disguise is quite professional, yet somehow unprofessional.' Zhang Feng felt frustrated as he watched, then glanced at a young man approaching him.
The young man appeared ordinary, but his footsteps hinted at Tai Chi, and he had mastered his own energy transformation technique.
His expression seemed gentle, but in reality, his eyes were scanning around, revealing him as a top-notch reconnaissance soldier.
Besides them, several others were wandering around, moving as if sweeping for mines abroad.
The street outside his home was practically a gathering place for a special forces squad.
At that moment.
Zhang Feng saw a foreigner approaching from a distance, with the warmest smile he had ever shown in his life.
'Mr. Zhang...' he said in fairly fluent Great Xia language, seeming to work for some party, attempting to invite Zhang Feng.
But before he took two steps towards Zhang Feng.
