The Hindustanis Are Here
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Late at night, at Provincial City International Airport.
A plane landed. A few Hindustanis walked out of the plane with the crowd.
The leader was an old ascetic. He was tall and thin, and his figure was as gaunt as firewood. Behind him were two men in black suits.
The old ascetic looked around and furrowed his brows. "That Tang Hao guy lives here?"
"That's right. We've investigated him. He's currently in this city!" A man behind him said.
"Very good!"
The old ascetic nodded slightly. "Let's hurry up and kill him. Don't waste time!"
The two men led him out of the airport. There was already a car waiting outside. After the three of them got into the car, the driver started the car and drove out.
A moment later, the car got on the highway and drove toward the city.
On the way, the old ascetic asked, "What big formation? Where is it?"