753 One Move

In the dimly lit hall of the hotel, Tang Xiu stood right in the central spot with his eyes fixated on the hotel's front door. When two middle-aged men in black leather coats and a middle-aged man with a cold expression entered through the door, the guns of the Phantom Special Combat Squad's members were instantly aimed at them.

"Tang Xiu, Divine Doctor Tang."

The thin middle-aged man in the leather attire on the left had long loose blonde hair. He straightly ignored the members of the Phantom Special Combat Squad who were aiming their guns at him and walked straight to the front before he stopped about seven-plus meters away from Tang Xiu.

"Where are you from?" asked Tang Xiu indifferently.

"You don't need to know our identity for the time being," said the lean middle-aged man. "There's only a clear point for you. Order these garbage men of yours to put their guns down and follow us alone. You will naturally know who we are when you come to our place."