First-floor living room, on the sofa, the Bald Man was eating canned beef alternated with smoking, appearing as if he feared nothing in the world.
A mercenary hurried over.
"Brother Hui, what should we do? That guy is still holding out, and he hasn't said a word yet."
"Hm, what's the rush! Our brothers are all tired too, let's take it slow and wait until it's dark."
"Will Shen Shiyi's people... really come?"
The Bald Man, leaning back on the sofa and taking a puff of his cigarette, said thoughtfully, "Du Jiahao is one of Shen Shiyi's main men; they will come, definitely."
"At night?"
The Bald Man sneered, "Hmph, whether it's day or night, as long as they dare to come, we'll make sure they never return! I really want to see what this revered leader Shen Shiyi... is truly capable of."
As he finished speaking, another mercenary approached.
"Shen Shiyi the boss? Forget about him, in front of you, Brother Hui, he's nothing."
