Harbor Island nightlife is incredibly vibrant.
Even well past 10 p.m., the streets are crowded with people and traffic is bustling.
After getting off the car on the curb, following the earlier caution from Zhang He, Ling Feng specifically bought sunglasses and a face mask from a convenience store, and also picked up two baseball caps.
Once worn, unless someone who knew him well could recognize him by his walk, no one would have a clue who he was!
Zhang He dressed the same way. After they were both ready, he couldn't help but laugh, "Usually, people who dress like this are no good!"
"Well, that's others; we definitely are the best of the lot!"
Ling Feng chuckled and walked towards the building opposite.
At the entrance stood four or five punk-looking guys, apparently idle but clearly there to guard the door.