Chapter Three Hundred and Eighty-Two: Disaster Comes Through the Ears

If someone had been looking down from the sky all this time, they would have noticed that this peddler always took routes through less crowded and secluded areas, moving toward the Lower City District with astonishing speed.

However, even this astonishing speed seemed somewhat too slow compared to the information transmitted by the law enforcement's spirit formation.

When Brother Tian arrived at the alley of East Market, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. Not only had the alley been sealed off by warriors of the Xiang Family Army, but all the residents had also been escorted away by law enforcement. Even more daunting was the sight of number thirty-three's courtyard door in the East Market alley being kicked open, with its walls pushed down as well.