Chapter 730


    It wasn''t until the evening that Crystal finally finished tracing out the general embroidery pattern, and


    mending was much more difficult than embroidering. She yawned as she was led downstairs by Harold


    for dinner.


    Dana knew that she had worked hard. The dinner was very sumptuous. There were stewed beef,


    sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed fish, fried shrimp, shrimp paste chicken wings, and stir-fried spinach


    ced on the table. Just as Crystal picked up a shrimp, Harold''s cell phone suddenly rang.


    He picked up the phone and heard the other party say something. He frowned slightly and then said,


    "Got it. I''ll be right there."


    "Crystal, I have something to do. You enjoy yourself." Harold stood up and touched her hair. "If Ie


    backte, you should go to bed first."


    "Are you in a hurry?" Crystal blinked her eyes.


    "Yes, I''m in a hurry," Harold said.


    Crystal got up and took the windbreaker hanging on the cloak hanger to put on it for him. She muttered,


    "It''s a little cold outside. You have to wear thicker."


    Harold bent down and kissed her on the corner of her mouth. "Go eat."


    The ck motorcade drove on the winding highway, like a giant steel beast roaring in the middle of the


    night, tearing apart the peace and quiet, the vast forest, and the green forest in the eastern suburb of


    City W. The rushing river passed through the foot of the mountain, and the sound of the water washing


    against the stone was particrly loud. It seemed to be an ominous sign mixed with the sound of the


    engine of the car.


    "Psst!" The sound of tires rubbing against the ground made people''s teeth sore. The motorcade


    stopped at a car repair shop on the side of the road. The doors of more than a dozen cars opened at


    the same time, and a group of strong men in ck got out.


    Harold lowered his eyes and lit a cigarette. The spark at night was particrly obvious.


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    Luke said, "When our people find his trace, they surround this ce and ensure that not even a fly can


    fly out."


    Harold looked at the store and smiled inexplicably. "He''s made great achievements. It''s a waste of


    talent for him to repair cars on the roadside."


    For a moment, Luke didn''t know whether his words were really a pity or ridicule.


    The sound of the military boots stepping on the ground was slow and low. Someone opened the door,


    revealing the dim light inside.


    The ce was not big, and there were several cars waiting to be repaired. The smell of oil and rust


    filled this narrow ce. A small folding table was ced next to the car. A man in a fitting vest was


    eating. There was a dish of spiced beef and a dish of peanuts on the table. There were two bottles of


    beer beside him. When he heard the voice, he didn''t raise his head and said, "It''s already closed.


    Come back to repair your car tomorrow."


    Harold walked in and smiled. "It seems that repairing cars has made youpletely forget the basic


    vignce."


    "..." The man''s action of picking up food paused, and the chopsticks in his hands fell to the ground with


    a click.


    He slowly turned his head, revealing a face full of beard. His body, which was more vigorous than that


    of ordinary people, was definitely not something that could be trained in the gym. Every bit of bulging


    muscle had a strong explosive power.


    But at this moment, his pupils contracted, and the veins on the back of his hand were exposed. His


    waist and abdomen were straight, and his body leaned forward slightly, which represented fear and


    high vignce.


    Harold didn''t seem to notice anything strange about him. He looked around and said, "You''re really


    capable. We''ve been looking for you over the years, but you''re hiding right outside City W. I don''t know


    if you''re bold or that you''re not scared of dying."