C275 Seabed Resting

In the early hours of the morning, other than the surging waves, there was no other sound to be heard from the abandoned dock. There were no lights burning in the darkness either, Zhang Yunfeng hid in the corner of the container while Qian Yingning hid at the top of the opposite container, waiting for the first prey.

At half past one in the morning, the waiter's voice could be heard