"This is the place." Li Zhuiyuan pointed ahead.
It was a fenced-off construction site that appeared to have been abandoned for quite some time.
At the construction site's main gate, there was a guard booth, and outside it, two elderly security guards sat on benches, each fanning themselves to keep cool.
"Brother Binbin." Tan Wenbin stepped forward, crossing his arms over his chest."At your command, General!"Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the guard booth: "Go give them a shout.""Your wish is my command!"
Tan Wenbin put down his backpack, which contained their equipment. Then, with one hand raised to the sky and the other supporting him on the ground, he strode off with clanking, resolute steps.
The other three sat down by the roadside.
Yin Meng took a bag of pumpkin cakes from her backpack and offered them to Li Zhuiyuan.Li Zhuiyuan hesitated to take one, asking, "Did you make these?"Yin Meng shook her head: "The head chef at the cafeteria made them."
Li Zhuiyuan picked one up and took a bite. Although they were cool and a bit less fresh, they were still delicious. Yin Meng took two more for herself, then placed the entire remaining bag in front of Run Sheng.
Run Sheng nodded, took out a metal box, and pulled out a thick incense stick. After lighting it, he began to "eat."He wasn't truly hungry; he had just eaten dinner before coming out. However, he knew this was part of their pre-battle preparations.
From the northwest corner of the construction site, "clanging" sounds could be heard. Someone had climbed over the fence and was throwing rebar out, where a trishaw was conveniently parked.
The commotion was considerable; Li Zhuiyuan heard it clearly even from their distant spot, so the security guards at the booth must have noticed it too. Yet, the two guards continued to chat while smoking the cigarettes Tan Wenbin had given them, showing no intention of intervening.
After all, at their age and with such meager pay, it wasn't worth risking their lives.
Just then, a minivan approached. It slowed down and headed towards the gate by the guard booth. The two security guards immediately stood up, discarded their cigarettes, and after a
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