Luo Qiu became the boss of a ‘club’ by chance. It was a weird club that sold strange items, assisted by a servant girl with 300 years of work experience. Countless people with dreams, hopes and ambitions came to the club, exchanging everything precious they owned just to fulfill their desires. They would offer their lifespan, items, and even their soul. Each successful trade would increase Luo Qiu’s lifespan by a little. “Tribute successful, your lifespan has increased by 99 years.” Thus, Luo Qiu began his endless life as the club’s boss.
Weeds had swallowed up one side of the muddy road. And the undeveloped woodland was on the other side.
"Sir, NO. 1 locked on the black target."
"Sir, NO. 2 locked on the white target."
"Sir, NO. 3 locked on...."
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"Sir, five male targets acquired. Snipers, await for your orders!"
"Sir, the raid unit awaits your orders!"
In the police car hidden behind the trees not far from the van, Officer Lin listened to the headset and asked, "How about the drone's mapping?"
"Officer Lin, the drone shows five men with no weapons. And one is Long Qiang. Initially speculation is that the hostage is hidden in the van."
Lin Feng nodded and touched the screen, "Attention please! Weapons may be in the car! Please be ready for the rescue! And be sure to put the hostage's safety first!"
"Don't worry, Officer Lin, we are all equipped with low-speed rubber bullets," said a policeman.
Officer Lin took a deep breath, put on the bullet proof coat, and hid in Zhou Zihao's car with him.