Chapter 905

• Helping a “frail” blind man up the steps.
• The square-jawed guy wasn’t dumb. Seeing the stick-thin man pretending to be blind, he reached out too, groping left and right, and followed them into the lobby.
• What kept the stick-thin man from making a move—besides the fact that Zhu Weiguo’s ride had military plates and screamed “don’t mess with me”—was the man in the Mao suit behind Zhu. That guy gave him a crushing sense of pressure.