Shang Jianyao's brows gradually relaxed:

"Okay."

"Okay, my foot! I haven't even said what I want yet," Jiang Baimian retorted, annoyed.

She paused, took a breath, and said:

"First, it can't affect the investigation into the disappearance of Lei Yunsong's team.

"Second, if you're not confident and might expose yourself, switch to gathering intelligence. There will be plenty of opportunities later."

The core of these two requirements is simple: be discreet and cautious.

"Okay," Shang Jianyao replied in the same way.

Then, he turned around, walked to the team's jeep, opened the trunk, and rummaged for a baseball cap.

"What can that cover? Uh...turn your clothes inside out, too," Jiang Baimian said, but she also grabbed a baseball cap, put it on, and lowered the front, blocking half of her face.

This still has a certain disguising effect in places with dim light.

Shang Jianyao did the same, then replied:

"A sense of ritual."

Jiang Baimian rolled her eyes upward, too lazy to pay attention to the guy beside her.

Leaving the courtyard and turning onto South Street, they walked all the way to Wild Wolf Alley.

At this time, it was not yet 8:30. Not only were the bars, teahouses, and nightclubs lit up, but the streetlights outside were also on, casting shadows of varying lengths for the passersby.

After finding the "Today" nightclub, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao, wearing baseball caps, walked inside.

They were immediately met with a heatwave that was completely different from the cold outside, as well as increasingly loud and dizzying music.

In the constantly changing, rolling colored lights, Shang Jianyao seemed to be back home, his body swaying gently in rhythm with the melody.

This made Jiang Baimian couldn't help but curl her lips.

However, Shang Jianyao did not join the dancing crowd. Instead, he walked to the area near the bar, found a place to stand, and stared intently at the door leading to the underground trading market.

This was mentioned in Bai Chen's description, and based on what she and Long Yuehong said, it could be initially determined that Eugene was still inside when they left.

As for whether Eugene had left after they exited the "Today" nightclub and before Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian arrived, it was unknown.

Shang Jianyao raised his hand and looked at his watch, loudly saying to Jiang Baimian:

"Wait one hour."

If they hadn't found their target after an hour, they would have to change their strategy.

"He's quite organized..." Jiang Baimian originally wanted to discuss the plan with Shang Jianyao and help him refine the details, but now she gave up the idea and decided to see what kind of tricks this guy could come up with.

If there were indeed any flaws, she, as the team leader, would still have to clean up the mess.

In the rhythmic melody, Jiang Baimian also gently twisted her body to avoid appearing out of place in this setting and attracting attention.

During this process, she had to fend off people who came to ask her to dance, and also help Shang Jianyao block some admirers.

Although they were both wearing baseball caps and had lowered their brims, and the lighting here was more psychedelic than bright, making it difficult to see their faces clearly, their figures were still there, and they could still attract some attention.

After about ten minutes, the wooden door near the bar opened inward, and three people walked out.

The leader was a bald, muscular man wearing a black t-shirt and brightly colored shorts, followed by two bodyguards in black.

Eugene's characteristics were so distinct that Jiang Baimian didn't need to make any additional comparisons to directly identify the target.

She turned her head and glanced at Shang Jianyao, preparing to remind him to be patient, not to rush to follow, and not to pull out his pistol and start shooting randomly.

But Shang Jianyao did not do what Jiang Baimian was worried about, as if he was still immersed in the music, swaying his body from side to side.

When Eugene and his group of three approached the side door of the nightclub, two people drinking in the surrounding area got up and followed behind.

At the same time, two people in the swaying crowd on the dance floor also stopped and walked towards the side door.

These were Eugene's bodyguards hidden in the shadows.

"It's time," Jiang Baimian said immediately.

But the sound of her voice was completely drowned out by the noisy music.

However, Shang Jianyao seemed to be waiting for this moment, taking a step and following, like another bodyguard.

The people in front stopped, and he stopped. The people in front walked, and he walked. Not only did he not try to hide his tracks at all, but he also showed the arrogance of "I'm just following you."

This naturally did not escape the notice of the last two bodyguards. They exchanged glances, one continued forward, and the other stayed by the side door, turning around to block Shang Jianyao.

The bodyguard who stayed waited for Shang Jianyao to approach, then, in the changing, hazy light, lifted his shirt, revealed a pistol, and said in a deep voice:

"Brother, what do you want?"

With his hat pulled low, his face mostly hidden in the shadows, Shang Jianyao smiled condescendingly:

"What do I want?

"Look:

"You have a weapon, and I have a weapon..."

As he said this, he reached into his pocket with his right hand and pulled out half of a gun.

This belonged to "Icetear."

This made the bodyguard a little nervous, and he considered whether to shoot first.

Shang Jianyao seemed not to notice the change in atmosphere and continued:

"Just now you were dancing, and I was dancing.

"So..."

The bodyguard was stunned for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"You're also the boss's secret guard?"

"I specialize in dealing with people with supernatural abilities. I'm not usually here," Shang Jianyao explained seriously. "Where is the boss going next? I received news that someone wants to assassinate him."

The bodyguard became nervous:

"We're going to the parking lot to return to the camp."

"The parking lot at the end of the alley?" Shang Jianyao asked, pressing.

Thanks to accompanying Jiang Baimian "shopping" before, he was quite familiar with the city layout outside North Street in Weed City.

And he reviewed that hand-drawn map from time to time.

If it were someone else who had just arrived in Weed City, they would definitely go to East Street to find the parking lot.

"Yes," the bodyguard said truthfully. "Then I have to hurry up and report."

"Don't rush, don't make a fuss. Don't worry, I'm here," Shang Jianyao said, coaxing him. "Which car is the boss using today?"

A slave-hunting team couldn't possibly have only one car.

"Black SUV, very domineering, the bulletproof one. Lao Geng is waiting there, you can see it at a glance," the bodyguard did not hide anything.

Shang Jianyao nodded:

"You hurry up and follow. Wait for my signal and protect the boss immediately.

"Also, keep it a secret from the person next to you! Just say I'm suspected of having a mental illness."

"Okay!" The bodyguard turned around and trotted to catch up with Eugene and the others in front.

Shang Jianyao then turned his body and said to Jiang Baimian, who had quietly sneaked nearby:

"Parking lot."

After saying that, he swung his arms and ran wildly, but not along the route of Eugene and the others, but in the opposite direction, back to the exit of Wild Wolf Alley leading to West Street, and detoured to the alley next to it.

When he got there, he quickly changed direction and ran north, to the area where the parking lot was located.

In the sound of thumping footsteps, Shang Jianyao ran as if he was being chased by ten fully armed thugs, or racing against someone.

Of course, someone was indeed chasing him, and they were getting closer and closer.

Jiang Baimian's explosiveness and speed were not worse than Shang Jianyao's, and her endurance was obviously better.

Before long, they ran to the end of the alley, turned left, passed through the exit of Wild Wolf Alley, and ran into the designated parking lot.

This was the benefit of being familiar with the terrain.

At this time, Eugene and his group had only traveled two-thirds of the distance.

They first saw a man wearing a baseball cap running wildly in front, and then a woman wearing a baseball cap chasing closely behind.

"Did Bai Shang not pay?" Eugene was stunned for a moment, then guessed with a smile.

This was not too uncommon in Weed City.

Eugene didn't think there was any hidden danger in this. After all, he had experienced many battles and had encountered many assassination attempts. He didn't think that such a joyful, funny, and humorous thing would affect him.

After walking for a while, they arrived at the entrance of the parking lot and said to the old man guarding the sentry box:

"Did someone run in just now?"

Although Eugene didn't think there was anything wrong with the chasing man and woman, he still had to ask to be careful.

"Yes, I didn't even have time to stop them!" the old man complained.

Then, he pointed in a direction:

"Ran over there."

Seeing that it was not in the same direction as his own two cars, Eugene didn't say anything more, enjoyed the cold wind, entered the parking lot, and strolled to a relatively tall black SUV nearby.

The glass on both sides of this SUV was covered with dark window film, which could effectively block the sight of snipers.

At this time, the driver wearing a knit cap was leaning against the front of the car, smoking a simple cigarette.

"Lao Geng, has anyone come over?" Eugene's most trusted bodyguard asked.

The driver, Lao Geng, dropped the cigarette butt, stomped on it twice, and chuckled:

"No, aren't I watching?"

Eugene nodded, signaling the bodyguards on both sides to make a basic confirmation.

One of the bodyguards walked up, opened the rear door, and looked inside.

Suddenly, he felt a little dissatisfied:

Why am I always the one doing the work, while they just watch?

Why can the boss eat and drink well, while I risk my life for him and only get a little bit?

Why should I try so hard? I should be lazy when I can!

With this thought in mind, the bodyguard in charge of the inspection finished hastily and said, turning around:

"Boss, no problem."

Eugene was relieved and walked to the other side of the vehicle, preparing to enter the back seat.

Just then, he heard a "bang" in his ear.

Someone was shooting from afar!

Eugene reacted extremely quickly, and squatted down abruptly, using the bulletproof vehicle as a defensive fortification.

Bang, bang, bang!

Gunshots rang out continuously, and dirt splashed up from the ground from time to time. The bodyguards each found cover, took out their guns, and returned fire.

The driver, Lao Geng, seeing this, quickly shouted:

"Boss, get in the car quickly, I'll take you back to the camp first!"

Because he didn't know how many enemies there were, Eugene thought this was a good idea. So, he opened the passenger door, supported himself with his left hand, and sat in.

In the sound of the door slamming shut, the SUV roared violently and shot out like an arrow.

It did not slow down at all and rushed out of the parking lot, while the gunshots behind it continued one after another.

At this point, Eugene breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to look at the driver's seat.

His gaze suddenly froze.

The driver next to him, who was focused on driving, was not wearing Lao Geng's knit cap, but a baseball cap.

At this moment, the driver turned his head, revealing a handsome face mostly covered in shadows.

The corners of his mouth turned up little by little.