He arrived near the black market.
Zhou Chen parked his car a good distance away and sat in an outdoor chair in front of a milk tea shop. Sipping an ice-cold lemonade, he watched a bustling noodle shop across the street.
That was the black market.
Black markets were filled with shady dealings, so they could never operate in the open. Most used a legitimate business as a front, and you often needed a referral and the right password just to get in.
Zhou Chen had no intention of going inside. A fight in the noodle shop could endanger innocent bystanders. Besides, he still didn't know what tier of Ascender the target was. If he was dealing with a Tier Two or even a Tier Three, rushing in would be suicide.
The Special Operations Team was on its way. There was no need to go it alone.
